My blooms fall as you pulled away from the embrace.
I greet farewell as my leaves dries.
My mind dreams of the weekly high again.
"Another 7 more days." I told my branches.
Ill wait for you next weekend.
The way trees wait for spring.

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What It Took To Bloom [Poetry]
PoetryWelcome to What It Took To Bloom Breathe between my past and future Live through my lessons and memories Enjoy this short temporal moment of this book
Prologue
My blooms fall as you pulled away from the embrace.
I greet farewell as my leaves dries.
My mind dreams of the weekly high again.
"Another 7 more days." I told my branches.
Ill wait for you next weekend.
The way trees wait for spring.