This one took me ages to think up it was just something i did when i was bored
i dont own any characters that i may refere to in tmy poems but i do own my poems and the rights to them plz ask if you want to use them
A Flower
It starts as a seed,
All alone in the world.
It then starts to grow.
Day by day,
Inch by inch.
It gets bigger and bigger.
Slowly the bud appears,
Then one day it opens.
A beautiful sight,
Then it withers and dies.
People are like flowers,
They grow, they bloom, and then they wither.
All in the cycle of life.
Some take longer to grow
Some take longer to die.
But some people…
The special ones,
Lucky some say,
Grow quicker, bloom longer and wither slower.
But then some people…
Not so special,
Not so lucky shall we say.
They forget to bloom
They go to wither,
Sad you say
That's me I say,
I sit here writing.
I am that withering flower,
Left alone
Forgotten.
It's a shame,
But then one day,
The sun came out,
That was the day I bloomed.
More beautiful than the rest.
Admired, envied
Adored…
Remembered.
That was the day you came,
My saviour
My sun my love.