To Bloom
Every girl blooms
Her own way,
Soft or strong
Cannot be wrong!
What she may
Without hiding and being fair,
She shines here
As every girl finds the way
To bloom when time is right
At the sunshine light.
Do not decline,
It is perfectly fine.
Papa always asked
To sit at the table
Where is the best light.
I used to be afraid to shine.
When the time is right
The flowers turn to the sky
And reach their high.
Tomshinsky@2025
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