The Blossom

the poem tell us how it feels to be a teenager



This year

And only this year

I feel special

I feel so much defferent than

I did

The year before

I feel like the Blossom

In the tree in my backyeard

How it started so small

And no one noticed it

And it must have felt very

Insignificant. Like I did

And then it flowered

Out. Leaf by leaf it

Expanded. And grew

Until it was a treat to

Behold.



I feel like that. Just like the Blossom

I too

Started out small

And year by year

One of my leaves folded

Outward

And I feel that right now

I will reach my potential

And I, like a Blossom.

Will flower