It's not the fireworks in the sky
It's not a new holiday
Or a new season
Where flowers bloom in the warm sun
It can't be given or received
Nobody can dictate when it'll happen
Because there is no one moment
One day
One year
One life
It's like a tree it grows
Ever so slowly
As it gains strength
it 's seedling starts in your heart
And roots itself in your mind
wrapping tightly to not let go
Your heart will be the fireworks
Your mind will be the spring
Your smile will feel like an old friend
And your eyes will look into the future
The rings will wrap themselves around you
Time and strength in each string
Ever so slowly you will become okay
Once again
Awaiting your new beginning
This poem is for #Thepoetrycorner
It's an account dedicated to helping people who love to write and read poetry, I definitely recommend checking it out!
