Rose from Concrete

Not only did I glow, I grew 

Not only did it change me, it invited me to see a new view 

The transformation from unpleasing to appeasing made me love this new person I was seizing 

Because at first she wouldn’t grow

Sunlight hit her all the time but the growth was rather slow 

She was watered and planted right 

But she still couldn’t rise despite 

Then she changed overnight 

To a flawless rose 

With this new form she could never decompose 

She had value and worth 

What made it even better is she didn’t grow right from the earth 

It happened on her own time and on her own terms 

There was no dirt, no worms 

Because now she walks with such ease 

Because she’s the rose that grew from concrete 

This poem is about: 
Me

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