HIS NAME IS LEONARD

He was full of life

Hard to get close to

Didn’t need love

Or help or care

Just did his thing

Perfectly resilient

He loved the sun

Solitary days

Listening to the world

Dramatic with their flare

Always changing colors

Demanding attention

But not him

His name is Leonard

Painful when messed with

Not really the hugging type

But by far the prettiest

And most chill cactus around