Waiting To Bloom Poem by Cherime Sangma

But what's wrong with being late?
Just waiting to become;
Feeling first, the sun on your face,
And the breeze on your hair,
Watching other flowers bloom,
While you wait for the rain,
Lavishing on kisses of puppies,
And softness of a kitten's paw;
Making time for sunsets,
Spending evenings with friends,
Taking life in its small doses;
It's alright to be fighting battles
That are purely your own,
It's alright to be content,
It's alright to just aspire for kindness,
The world is in much need of it;
It's alright to be a bud amongst flowers,
To reach out for the sun
At your own glorious pace,
The world can wait for you to bloom…