Blossom by Debbie Bloodmoon

It’s the seed we water that blossoms
A perfect rose
A scent to remember
Even beyond the conditions of
Being singled out

Pardon the presence of my growth
A hidden part of my strength rooted
in the absence of that which is truly
naked to the eye

One sees my colors as a result of
spring into summer
But why else would you remember that
Autumn gave way into winter
Seemingly weathering away at the
Sight of my growth

I was only meant to be beautiful
Never a thing to be defined.

Written by Dee (DebbieBloodmoon)

 

Debbie Bloodmoon ©️  2019