Flower-Poem #6
A flower gently grows,
Blossoming into a beautiful plant.
We watch,
Waiting.
'When will it grow?'
Little kids ask their parents.
When will we see the purple flower?
So innocent, that little flower.
Beautiful when it grows.
It grew!
The flower!
What now?
Months pass,
The flower dies.
'Mommy, what happened to the flower?' the child now asks.
It died.
Eventually the process starts again.
The flower. Grows soon.
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(c)RawrIsDinoLove
