grow,
my little sapling
grow and become
like all the other trees
in the forest, divine
and almost flying
with their power
in which you do not possess
why can't you be better?
i know you can - don't rest.
grow,
my little sapling,
grow - for there is no time
for you to enjoy the process.
grow,
my little sapling,
grow - i love you
but my mind is not
at rest.
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a/n - life isn't great right now, so hopefully this theme will keep me somewhat positive ?? hehe anyway, thanks for reading !! ily all + have a wonderful day or night ahead :)
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Nighttime Mist [Poetry]
PoetryThis is a book of poetry and the sequel to Unclaimed, Not Sorted [Random]. It can, however, be read as a stand-alone. I hope you like it! :)
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