My Growth in a Year
My Growth in a Year
By: Skyler Mobry
My roots have grown a lot in a year
My limbs now shelter the new saplings taking root still struck with fear
My water is the tears from losing friends I cried
My buds are all the new things I have tried
My awareness in this new world has spread pass the little grove I call home
My leaves are the places I now roam
My trunk as some cuts from the words that come
My heart knows they are just dumb
My fruit is what I have accomplished
My seeds are the things I promised
My rot is what I had forgot
My twigs is all the ideas I have thought
My new life as a tree
My roots stuck to the ground yet I am still free
My memories are so dear
My growth in a year