We all start as a seed
Once we start growing we bud
Once we bud, we start blossoming
But some of us begin to wilt
As we wilt, some petals will fall
As these petals fall that's a part of us falling apart
Some of us need help to blossom again
We have few people who will water us to help us grow
Then there are some who let us dry out
Keep the ones who only want to watch you blossom
But always remember to water others along your blossoming journey
About the Creator
Meghan Young
A love for writing and photography are the perfect match. To tell dark stories that many can relate too but also positive inspirational ones when one is feeling down. My writing/Poetry are stories about me and my journeys.
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