The Blossom

Day one
I feel the sun upon my head
Day two
Up through the moistened soil I'm lead
Day three
I spread my limbs and breathed the air
Day four
My pedals open, like a door
Day five 
A bee takes my nectar to its hive
Day six
I'm just glad to be alive
Day seven
I feel like something they adore
Day eight
Someone's picked me just to wear
Day nine
I am present when they wed
Day Ten
Is the day, that I laid dead
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Gulley Avatar
May 26, 2015 at 8:46 AM
What a new and wonderful way to see the blossom picked Jerry. Like this a lot.....Sharon G.
Curtis Avatar
May 26, 2015 at 4:15 PM
Thank you Sharon, I always enjoy your comments, take care.
Medida Avatar
May 8, 2015 at 6:56 AM
nicely done...
Curtis Avatar
May 26, 2015 at 4:18 PM
Sorry Jonathan for not seeing your comment until now, thanks for taking the time to read it and for the thumbs-up
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