A Year
i was small
insignificant
the world was large
and i was nothing but a speck
my hair a mess
my clothes sloppy
and i blended into the background
then she left
i was bright
something like extraordinary
the world was large
but so was i
my days were vibrant
fiery and new
and i was a sunflower in a field of roses
-what a difference a year can make(m.m.)
This poem is about:
Me
My family