An Ammature Poem

It Never Knew

The green bud never knew

It never knew the life ahead

It just grew and grew without a choice

Until its petals spread

The petals felt awkward and long

It was shy and confused

It had so many questions

But its voice was unused

Where were the others? It wondered

All it saw was the green lawn 

It felt as if the ants in the grass would take it down

But the grass was the only thing the flowers could rely on

So the plant grew and grew

But it never knew

What was coming ahead

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