Growth
Like a hurricane,
the world spins on its axis,
around and around.
Never ceases.
And I,
I see the beauty
in your soul.
Trying to escape,
like a seedling
trying to see the sun.
Show the world
your true self,
and there I'll be
waiting
with open arms
to welcome you in, dry your tears.
My darling,
Share that beauty with the world.
Teach it how to feel.
Copyright © Brooke Knox | Year Posted 2010
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