I’m Growing Like a Flower
In soft soil, I stretch out,Touch of dawn, no room for doubt.Sunbeams dance on petals wide,In this growth, I take pride.Raindrops whisper, can’t use that phrase,Their gentle touch, my leaves appraise.Beneath the moon’s watchful eye,I reach upwards, towards the sky.Through storms and calm, I find my way,Each droplet marks a new day.My roots grasp deep,…