A flower pot
Sits on my sill
A little seed
Tucked in the soil

I pick up a cup
And fill it with water
Not to much though
Or drown would the flower

I tilt the cup
The water starts flowing
Into the pot
And the soil starts absorbing

The tiny seed
Absorbs the water
Soon enough
It will be a flower

After awhile
From the soil it’s emerged
Through it’s stem
Life’s being surged

A tiny little shoot
eyes still shut
Beginning its life
A tiny little bud

Everyday
I give it sunlight and water
If you just treat it right
It will blossom into a flower

Some more time passed
It’s about two inches high
It has two little leaves
But still a small fry

Sunlight and water
Is what it gets
If you skimp out
You’ll have regrets

Mistreat it at all
Damaged it will be
Not only its physical state
But its state mentally

It’s been quite awhile
A season passed
I check on the flower
Oh what a blast

It’s finally happened
My dream come true
My little budding flower
Finally grew