What It Means To Bloom Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

There are those who were born,
Knowing intuitively who they are.
With an attraction they could not avoid.
And eventually it became...
A life and not a decision.
And they sought to grow.
And they sought to bloom...
With a seeking to be critiqued!

And others live a life undecisive,
With the hopes that someone...
Comes and notices what it is done they do,
To encourage them with motivation...
That is accepted as constructive criticsm.
Allowing a process that becomes disciplined...
And less argumentative.
Like many who never discover what it means to bloom.

'I do what I do.
I don't need to improve.'

~Good luck.
I hope your feathers don't get too ruffled.
Or the few that are left don't get plucked.~