I can't quite pinpoint it.
it's like a glow,
But also a dark spot.
There is something-buried-so beneath you---
My shovel broke.
I got to see you for a split second,
But the rain came and washed you away.
us away.
When the sun finally arose from it's nap:
There was a flower.
A daisy or a rose,
It doesn't make a difference:::
But something bloomed,
And I'm honestly glad it did.