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Evergreen, color never changing with the seasons.

The latest to bloom out of the bouquet, but time has its reasons.

From humble dirt, you are now the garden—no other grass greener.

Your flowers, their languages yours to speak, awake or as a dreamer.

Buds and sprouts fit for pockets—promising at their peak.

You deserve to be nurtured, not just have your petals picked.

Roots solidly intertwine with your rock; you aim to stay grounded.

Even in cracks, your blossoms thrive, unbothered by the shades thrown—all surrounded.

Seeds you plant on a trail, a pathway for your parades of sunshine.

It's second nature—to light up like the sun and latch onto hearts like a vine.

If not at arm's length, your smile could be as blinding as daylight.

Moths in the night, lost and confused, find you shining—their guide at first sight.

Little do they know how you suffered to be grace in your cocoon.

Hanging upside down, change feels like doom on a fine afternoon.

The wind and your wings waltz as you take your leaps.

You could be bigger than the sky if luck finds you—a clover, four-leaf.

Bare branches—the age of shedding leaves is over.

Fear not; you withered to make room for growth to take over.

A person from the same stem, but now more clever.

Picket fences and all, you'll reap someday the life you sow.

For now, play freely with the wildflowers in the meadow.

Bask in your element—under the golden yellows.

ㅡ M.C.

Quote that inspired "Late Bloomer, It's in your Second Nature" :

“If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.”

― Vincent van Gogh

one of my all time most favorite quote from him

Songs that inspired "Late Bloomer, It's in your Second Nature" :