Flower

I watched a flower blossom,

It started out as a bud,

So small and innocent,

Compared to the dirt and crud

 

Then over time,

Did it ever start growing,

Not yet opening,

But always climbing

 

Getting ready to bust out,

Like a butterfly from a cacoon,

Like a chick from an egg,

Oh but not too soon

 

Then one day it happened,

The small bud popped,

Which started an amazing transformation,

That never stopped

 

Time went on,

The small flower developed,

Into something spectacular,

Not pretty, but beautiful instead

 

I watched a flower blossom,

I fell in love with that flower,

Through the sunshine and rain,

The flower shall never sour