A sweet poem about an innocent girl growing up to be a strong but gentle lady.
From the garden of innocence
To the field of truth
Just about to face the faces of life
And ready to see the views of womanhood.
My petals have become more scarlet
My fragrance, Oh! So sweet…
Inviting the busy bees around me
And fascinating everyone who sees me.
But my thorn have grown more thicker
My long stem have turned sturdier
Prepared to battle the wild grass
Pricking the embraces of the lover’s hands.
For indeed it is true:
April showers bring May flowers
Behold, I am here:Strong and free
Blooming in the world Now-for-real.
by; Karen Mae
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