Growning up in my garden

Growing up in my garden
Wandering around an empty room,
so distracted by the future,
wondering what way the flowers well bloom,
Opening my eyes is simple cure,

...

I take one step forward,
A roses petals open,
my happiness and mind going onward,
The bright red is my simple token,

I climb the stairs
up to the top of the flower,
watching down below to see how everyone fairs,
my views rain down in a shower

I may be young
but I can see how the flowers wilt
to my wonder I clung
As I look down and see the beautiful garden I have built.