bloom

in this crowd,

i see i have not matured still

i am a bud. I have yet to grow

maybe not as a perfect ceterpiece

but just the right flower to be.

sometimes, i may look ordinary

but its inside that makes it special--

the purity of my heart

i may still be naive of many things, but i'm learning

i am small, but i can do big and i will be great.




the sun is shining upon me.

smiling

as if giving me the assurance of continued growth and

of grace.

telling me to hold that optimism.

there is no stopping.

not this time

it is becoming brighter

bigger

flower

in bloom.