Tree

I don’t want to wither away-
Like leaves in autumn.
I want to be blooming,
Like flowers in spring.
Yet I think I’m stuck between,
The transition-
Of these two seasons.

Half of me is withered,
While the other half is in full bloom.
Oh if I only I knew-
How to grow completely,
Amongst this Lush green garden,
I’d be a beautiful tree.

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