The Flower: An Introduction to Tasha

Introducing New Author from Lake of the Ozarks, Missouri
Tasha

The Flower: by me, Tasha

This is a personal poem I wrote, about the boy breaking down my walls. 

The Flower leans and stretches,

searching for the light.

Wanting the world to see her.

Wishing to feel the warmth.

The Flower is strong and fighting,

pushing through the dark.

She knows it exists outside,

she’s been told its worth the wait.

The Flower begins to wilt.

The weight of the sadness

is growing all around her.

Slowly she begins to loose petals,

she looses her beauty and light.

The Flower almost dead,

begins to drop her seeds.

She wishes the world be kind 

to her secret in the dark.

Just as the last petal falls,

a boy lets in the light

and finds her secret hiding;

The mass of Flowers

reaching up for him.