I'm a Flower

A bitter wind bends me low,

My petals brush the littered ground.

Icy raindrops pelt my back,

I shiver, bend, and bow.

The mud has never tasted so dull.

The soil never smelled so foul

The sky is made of darkest black

Clouds boil, churn, and roll.

Light flashes for a second

Then shadows reign the world

A thunderous snap splits the air

I cower, duck, leaves curled.

The sun bursts through the clouds

and raindrops cease to fall

I raise my head up to the heavens

I stretch and smile, growing tall.