Last year's spring failed to bloom
Enclosed within the chambers;
Through summer's heat and autumn winds,
When winter came, it was still the same.
But with each disaster, a little petal stretched
And when spring came again, it wasn't blind;
A future was coming, not one far-fetched
Through this new vision, It was ready to take it's climb
Although it's view at first is small and narrow,
The sun and rain will make it blossom;
Into a pure white princess ready to take the throne.
To lead the rest into a spring, into a haven
As beautiful as the purple flush of dawn.
Evelyn
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