A poem for you

As Flowers Bloom

As winter dies yet another spring comes along. Dead trees come back to life, flowers bloom on the branches in all sorts of different colors.

From reds, to blues, to yellows and purples, the beauty they show the world is magnificent. And yet the flowers know their bloom is short. Flowers will bloom as they will die when October comes around

Knowing how long they have, they enjoy the time they have. Whether it be getting picked for someones loved one, mother, daughter, wife, girlfriend ; Or even just a simple picture to be posted mentioning how gorgeous they are

Alas winter will come as it does year after year, as the flowers will wilt and die they will smile and say

We will bloom again for we are the forever flower

~ By me <3