The Life Of A Flower

When you're born you're so small and still learning, You know you have a purpose here to do something you just don't know what, yet. As you grow and get older you learn how to fit it or stand out.

Created a seed, born to be a flower

you grow and you learn hour after hour

Sometimes you wonder if you see enough sun

or have enough water for your roots to run

Will you be a rose, a daisy, a dandelion

or will you be a weed sitting there cryin

You wonder all of these things day after day

and there will be moments when you want to go away

But roses have thorns and thorns have roses

and everything bad eventually disposes

For you have strength, will, and power

and that flower shall wait hour after hour

Author's Note

Please take into account that I am a beginning writer and I am still learning. This peace was about a person waiting for their moment to shine. But before you can be fully grown and ready you have to experience pain and bad things.

Reviews

[Nisreen]

I love how you connect this life to a flower
Growth and love
I find so much peace in your style

[Kass]

Thank you!

[Stephen T]

well done

a pleasant read

[Kass]

Thank You! I am glad that you enjoyed my piece! :)

[A hare off]

I loved this. A beginning writer? I didn't get that impression. The rhymes were very nice and the flow of the poem seemed smooth. Your message was easy to understand. Very good.

[Kass]

I can't believe I'm reading what I am! Thank you so much! This helped me in personal affection towards my writing! I wouldn't expect this from someone as me, a first time writer. Thank you so much! You are so kind!

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Verry nice easy flowing words. About life of humans. Nice to read. Thank you.

[Kass]

No, THANK YOU! I appreciate the feedback!

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