I was just beginning to pop through the surface,
To start the process of blooming ,
And then all of a sudden,
Winter came.
The ice kept me from growing,
From expanding from my roots and outwards towards the sky,
But I shall not let my progress be for nothing.
Sometimes,
Us flowers just have to hold out hope,
And wait for May to come again.
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Does the Rain Ever Stop?: Poems and Musings
PoetryHello Reader, This is my collection of poems and thoughts that I have compiled over the last few years. I have been writing for many years and my number one hope is that someone reads my poems and feels seen. Says "oh that's me". We all live in this...
