Bloom Poem by patrick o'shaughnessy

a beautiful bounty of color and wonder
slowly fills the air
from the skies above and the ground down under
the world has never seen any so fair

like a kiss left upon this big green ball
given as a gift
happily bestowed upon us all
like a curse we never want to lift

but instead the curse is like a blessing
bringing light to any darkened room
like a flower that can be felt, not seen
and makes my feelings bloom