Unknown Stuggles

I started

as a seed

small and strong


I was planted


and given sunlight

but I was planted

later than usual


A few months later

the cold wind came

hurting me slowly

I didn’t know if

I would survive


When spring came

I knew I survived


old and wise


Summer came

I felt strong

and free

even for

a young tree


By the time

the next winter came

I was stronger

I knew how to survive


I was ready

for what

was to be


at  me


I could


and I knew

I would


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