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I sit
watching my days like clouds fading
from morning to evening
I muse wondering where are my
dreams, my sunbeams of promises?

I think
who will listen to
my story?
who can I tell…

Someone stole my innocence
long, long ago
A small unfolded rosebud
sending out aromatic essence of bloom
wandering in the wind
Not expecting to be handled
Not wanting to be
and cast
cool winds whispering my name

I watched
as the sun spilled over the horizon
to caress my tender petals
Someone claimed my
sweet breath too soon

Fresh days of springtime
I was a spring garden
full of light, cool winds swaying
birds all in harmony
bees buzzing

I ran
so full of
expectancy and estacy
I ran into the face of life
Too young to know what it
would bring me

Hot summer days
dogs barking
fear running up my legs
ringing loud in my head

I listened to
love songs
love poems

I listened to soft words
with clandestine meanings
Too young to know
tender plants need room
to bloom
to rise and be strong
Somebody picked me
when I was just a rosebud

I wonder
Can I grow from here?
Will winter overtake me?

I wonder
can I
be a beautiful rose
in Autumn?

I see crimson tides
peeking over blue horizons
pouring liquid light all over me

I feel strong

Sweet gentle perfume
rolls off my
soft velvet petals
penetrating the amber air
I’m in bloom