THE PROCESS OF LONELY GROWTH
BY:Ellen Bliss
there is a symphony generating in my ear
sound of life growing in the dirt
blooming its own unique characteristics
passer byes gaze as beauty develops
as loneliness begins
softness turns rough
protecting ones strength
glowing when only sunshine hits
shrinking if fake light beams through
hiding only when darker hours peek through with gleaming shadows
adored as well as underestimated in the world
never in the selection of those picked
only hoping and waiting for the growth
of another beside itself