Get well and bloom
again you that
withered like the
autumn tree waiting
for the winter to come.
But the winter is over,
where is your strength.
You still bow down
from the hurts of life.
I know the feeling
of your pain.
I see your struggle.
I see the hidden
strength from your roots.
I know you will overcome.
You are not that frail
and fragile.
You can sprout again
just like the tree
after the winter is passed.
Your season to rise
is here.
Just one bud is enough,
nature will take care of
the rest.
Behold another rain
is here to encourage
you to sprout.
Children are eagerly
waiting to play under
your stretched arms.
Summon your last
strength from the
mother earth and
breath again.
Recover from the
shock and hurts of life
and live again.
You are stronger than
you think or imagined.
Spread your arms
towards the sun,
it's the life giver.
Open your heart wide
enough to love again,
for this life is too short to
mourn over what is not
worthy of grief.
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