The leaves open in the presence of the sun.
Folds in the presence of the moon.
The sun energize the leaves with its warm rays.
Kept it healthy and loved.
The moon tease the leaves with its cold beam.
It shies and hide away.
On long nights, the leaves hold on to how the sun will eventually rise and shroud the moon away.

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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