The Flower. Look at the petals. They haven't yet bloomed. As the leaves stumble up the vine. The experience is exciting yet boring. The flower is starting to bloom and settle. Where the waters are being consumed In the midst of the seeds being combined You can tell its ready to bloom. There goes one petal coming out. Then two. The pollen is starting to increase. The bees all standing around. Waiting to suck up the pollen and make honey. It is exciting indeed. Now its time to bloom. On a warm, spring day The flower awakes and delights in the sunlight. As the clouds began to cover the sun. Rain begins to pour. The flower enjoys the drink for its dying thirst. The clouds disappear and the flower grows even more. But only a few days will it last. But enjoyed its life it had to live. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11811794-The- ... FRWEr.dpuf