I watched you bloom
Starting every year
From the bedroom
That bought me here
Now I'm leaving
Far, far away gone
I know it will sting
From where I'm from
May your petals
And the lively air
Follow my soul
To my next home
The chirping birds
The buzzing bees
Wake me up again
For one last time
Bittersweet the rain
Exhilarating wind
Hometown, I will fly
Though in another sky
VOUS LISEZ
Growing Pains
PoésieA retelling of growing up with all of the highs and lows. Condensed into few words are my experiences with people, self-discovery, and the small parts of life and the world I've gotten to see through the windows of my childhood home.
