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#acrostic. Summer times sister peaks through the mist,. Peaking through the clouds and rain promising a weather twist,. Ripening the earth for summers hot breath,.
One step Two steps Three steps Four Five steps Six steps More, more, more Just a fledgling You've opened your wings But never flown Just a fledgling So very small Not even grown You take another...
This was my first Opuss posted: When I am ready, I will smile. You'll have to wait a little while. Its one of the first things I learn to do, I want it to be just right for you.
Against the elements You battle on Just a sapling In the breeze Standing your ground On wasteland No protection From falling trees Every year Growing stronger Branches reach Towards the sky A new...
My beautiful flower. Fragile, discovering power. I've watched you grow. Cared as best I know. Nurtured and watered and fed. But it's time to plant outside instead.
#100days Why mummy why Is there a blue sky. Why mummy why Can I not fly. It's wonderful to hear Questioning young minds. Pieces of knowledge Precious finds. Never stopping, Always asking.
(inspired by Not Old Anymore. @rayleen43) Beauty grows from the core, As a tree develops its branches. Sound living, drawing the sap of life, Reaching out, strengthening advances.
Little tadpole you've grown so fast. A whirlwind of a past. It seems like yesterday you were frog spawn, And now a frog you're almost grown. You started off tiny, Vulnerable but free.
Little strawberry, Though you hide away, I know you're there, Waiting for the perfect day. A day to shine, A day to be proud, A day to ripen, A day to be loud.
Here it goes, on and on. And round and round. Here is the cycle. Of the seeds planted in the ground. Here are the seeds. In the soil they're sown. Here is the sprout. Into flowers it grows.
I know a girl who doesn't like flowers.. She was once lost in the garden. Crying for those withered roses. Hurt.
I hit the ground and wait, while above me you turn golden and slip away. The cold comes and the ground turns hard as iron.
Forget everything you ever knew about her. She's never going to be the way she was before. She's changing with the seasons and everything around her. She's becoming something more.