It bloomed
Like a summers day
Fresh as the rain,
Strong as the sun.
It rose up,
Like a new beginning
Strong-willed,
beautiful,
never-ending.
Every day,
new ones came
Colorful, bright, arisen with the dawn
Gently brushed by the morning dew
The rain had kissed their lips
Tenderly,
Lovingly,
Like a mother's love
An adoration
That never would end.
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My Poetry Book
PoetryIn this book is a collection of poems that I may have personally written, or they may be from a published author. If they are from a published author or from the internet, all credit goes to them. I hope you enjoy these!
