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Now She Is Grown
when she was young and
but a bud she dreamed of a
brilliant sun on
her velvet petals warming
she though not of a
bush or shrub only blossom
beautiful no thorns
or raindrops heavy falling
nor ladybugs wings
now the sun and the moon stars
and planets exist
© gillena cox 2024
BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH
Challenge: to write a poem on being “young and green” from whatever persona or viewpoint you choose to adopt,
