BLOOMING GIRL
As I grow each day, I want to be a girl forever.
I want to be forever young at heart.
I want to be confident, like a little girl who isn’t afraid of her reflection in the mirror.
Who doesn’t worry about how people see her?
She’s confident, and her smile resembles that of blooming flowers and the sun.
She knows she’s young, and she’s untroubled by all the harsh storms of life.
She’s beautiful and graceful in every season.
She’s never under the weather.
And when she trips and falls, she quickly rises to her feet.
Her view is small, she may be short-sighted, but she dreams big because she’s a star on earth.
She is looked on with favour because she has hope.
She aspires because she has a future.
She’s a fresh bud in spring, and she gives joy to her companions like a butterfly.
Oh, bless my soul, for I want to be a little girl again.
I want to have joy,
I want to be hopeful,
I want to be filled with life once again.
I want to be like a flower in spring.
I want my smile to be the most beautiful.
Poems of Mother nature are ever beautiful.
I want to be ever beautiful like her.
For every girl is blessed with beauty.
