Which Bloomed Poem by Mantrana Mahi Agarwal

When the smallest of seeds start to bloom

The days are filled no longer with gloom

On the darkest of nights when a bud comes out

The leaves spread out, the news they want to shout

When the petals open and let out the smell of happiness

The whole garden treats it as the star of wellness

But when even the smallest petal starts to wilt

They no more treat it as apart of their kilt

A new flower arises ready to shine in the dark

But ones which bloomed left behind their mark