A Flower of Life
A seed we all come from,not hardly seen,and then we grow a little at a time,Life holds us back the rain and storm we push us though and then we Grow .we do not know what happens next will we be rotted in the ground.or turn to sun to make us grow .sometimes in life we miss are call .and then regret are life in all but if we keep are growth a live were make it though the trouble skies.sometime it's deeper than we know sometimes it's just the way we Grow. so have good judgement in your life .and then when you look up to the sky your say your beautiful in God's eye's.
Copyright © Elizabeth Ruff | Year Posted 2015
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