its a funny thing
almost invisible when its happens to you
but if you can witness it blossom
see it take root
grow and form
it can manifest into
a wonder of the world
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Tagged as poem, poet, poetry, thoughts, writing
Sometimes easier to observe in others than the self. Your poem made me think that this kind of change is welcome (the slow, gradual kind) as opposed to sudden, unexpected change.
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