Bloom

Water,

Pouring over.

The seed,

As it is placed.

In to the ground,

As it shall grow.

Sunlight,

Shining down.

Beaming,

On the seed.

Days go by,

A leaf blooms.

She smiles,

As she feels the weight lift.

Another day goes by,

A flower blooms.

She smiles,

Yet again.

Looks up to they sky,

And says oh my.

She looks in the mirror,

And realizes that she,

Herself has bloomed.

She is the flower,

She was the seed planted.

She has grown,

Bloomed in to,

A beautiful girl.

Hey everyone, i first would like to apologize for not posting in so long. i have been so busy with work and just generally depressed and have not wanted to really get on my laptop. it's hard to escape those depressing moments honestly. but anyways, this poem here may be a little short but this is basically describing how any girl can grow up every day. and bloom in to a beautiful girl, or in this reference i used flower. we ladies are just like flowers in a way, it takes longer than just days but we all grow and bloom in to some amazingly beautiful flowers, am i wrong? happy reading everyone!