My Flowers WILL Grow

Lauren Wetzel, Editor-In-Chief

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My roots died

For there was no more water.

Only the hot sun


Self underestimation

And fear of what’s next.


But I am refilling my watering can,

I am filling it to the brim

With all the love that I have been missing

And I will drench my roots in it


Because I’m tired of dying of thirst

When a river is flowing right next to me


I am no longer accepting mediocre

I am giving myself everything my soul needs,

Because I am a flourishing vine

And my flowers will grow