At Last You Will Bloom

If there is lack where your flower once bloomed,

you will see your roots wither, all rather too soon.

 

The sunshine gave comfort to all of your wounds,

but now it’s been hidden in skies full of gloom.

 

If there is lack where your flower once bloomed,

I promise that fate has plans better than doom.

 

These words are written from an experienced soul.

 

My mind’s been replanted in abundance and growth.

 

I offer you this seed of hope, that soon spring will meet you.

 

With your strength you won’t wither and die.

 

The sun’s warmth will envelope you instead.

 

It will shine its light on all of your wounds.

 

Knowledge will come.

 

At last you will bloom!