Growing
Planted in the ground
Away from all the sound
Dipped in the mud and mess
Placed an inch from the rest.
And as my roots grow,
I am stuck here down below
To this earth I am bound
Deep under the cold ground.
I strain to see daylight.
Wouldn’t that be a sight?
To see me lift my head
Above the earth people tread.
So, I'm growing under the ground
And hoping someday, I will be found
6/12/2016
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