Growth

In the footsteps of the trees, we grow.

Propsering flowers and bees, we grow.

A little sapling at birth, we grow.

Looking to find our worth, we grow.

Now a toddler tree, we grow. 

Spark of curiosity, we grow.

Growing a teenage tree, we grow.

Learning it’s not easy, we grow.

Through wither, storm and rain, we grow.

Fighting through the pain, we grow.

The world isn’t what it seems, we grow.

No rainbows or sunlight beams, we grow.

Life isn’t all tranquil, we grow. 

Sometimes it can be unstable,we grow.

Maturing teenage tree, we grow.

Trust and believe, we grow. 

My goal set out for life, we grow.

That I’ll survive this wildlife, we grow.

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