You grew quite slowly as you stretched yourself
Searching for light
Fighting your way to the top
Bursting through the surface you saw the light
And the journey began
For a few weeks you developed your strength
Just enough to enable you to create your beauty
And then to watch the colour emerge
A special moment on a cold winters day
You are a crocus
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