~Olivia Fontes
Growing, growing, gone.
Where did you go?
Lost, under the roots.
Oh, how I miss you so.
You were once so pretty,
Blossoming outside my window.
Now it’s just a pity.
Oh, how I wish you’d go.
A new flower peaks through,
Daffodils & daisies & roses, oh my!
My garden has given me another seed.
Oh, how I laugh again, and look to the sky.
Clouds remind me of the new eyes I see,
Nights conjure happy memories.
Once more I am set free,
Oh, how I love this new flower.
