As new life blooms up,
blooms up from the ground below,
reaching to the skies,
Short, frail, new and weak,
but ready to live its life,
ready to grow strong,
This life starts to bloom,
starts to spread it's wings and fly,
ready to fly higher,
Higher than the sky.
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Life Poems
PoetryA Collection of Poems about my experiences and my thoughts. New poems will be added as I write them.
