The seed was sown
And it grew among thorns and weeds
Which threatens to kill
But she grew with speed.
The winter came in cold blood
But she was bold to hold still.
The summer came fiercely
But unexpectedly she drew strength from it.
She couldn't just stop growing. She's a hell of a plant.
... And now she's what you see then get stocked on to admire.
She's is now that ravishing beautiful sun flower in our garden.
She's that white rose with a seductive aura fragrance that can't be hidden.
She's is a cynosure of all eyes.
She's you.
.... And today many years ago she was just a seed that was sown.
YOU ARE READING
An Indicted Thought
PoetryAn Indited Thought is a collection of Poetry and Prose written aesthetically to evoke the author's imaginative awareness of experience and emotional response that can bring us to a new place through details.
