Poetry

Like a

Flower, I wish for growth this season

But this spring has been harsh on me

Some days I am bright, and you can see me

On other days I am curled up inside as the weather around me isn’t helping me grow.

This spring weather has been too cold for me to grow and show the world all I hope to offer this time of year.

Maybe there is hope for me in the summer as the weather starts to heat up again.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

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