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Just Awaiting

I look down onto the ground High up from my tree I see a little rock Lonely just like me I look up to the sky Branches block my view When I see precious buds Just awaiting to bloom Millions of them catch my eye Swaying in harmony I think just how lucky they are To live with their friends and family Just like butterflies in a cocoon They wait for spring Just so they can open up And hopefully be seen I just like the last bud that hasn’t bloomed Sit here all alone Maybe one day I will blossom And show you that I’ve grown

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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