Flower

a seed

was something small

just something small

but it was so full

of hope

watered by naïve innocence

so full

of hope

it sprouted

so full

of hope

it opened its leaves

to the heavens

and the heavens

shone down

on the sprout

so full

of hope

it bloomed

now a flower

blossoming in the warm sun

it drank in the smells

of life and friendship

and sighed in warmth of the sun

so full

of hope
and that flower

it felt the weight of a butterfly

and knew

about the circle of life

around and around

forever going

so full

of hope

and it scattered its seeds

to the earth

and they fell

so full

of hope

and those seeds

they flew

and the flower

it knew

to wilt and die

but yet it stayed

so full

of hope

and one seed that flew

was something small

just something small

but it was so full

of hope

and that seed knew

one day

it would sprout

there it would bloom
and feel the butterfly

and wilt

and die and to live again
so full

of hope

-Chloe Chou