Bloomed

The seedling has grown

From the tiniest thing,

Stretching far above

With all of its strength.

 

It has fought the weather

And beaten back weeds,

Trying its very best

To continue on.

 

At the beginning

It was hard to tell,

But looking back now,

We should have known.

 

The tiniest seed

Of them all,

Has now grown

Into this wonderful thing.

 

It has grown

Far past the rest,

And has bloomed

To its best.