I am a sundrop flower that blossoms
When the sun is out
I burst into bright colors
but I close up when the night approaches
I dream to bloom my confidence in even the gloomiest and dull season
I sway around in different shades and hues
The same speed as a tornado
Just like
All my tumbling worries contained in one closed ball
I wonder if one day it will crack and those colors will swirl into something different
But yet even through the wild winds of life
My roots don’t stick to the ground
I’m just a flower
so delicate and sensitive
The heavy rain pours
The droplets pull me down
My petals droop low
My stem absorbed with hateful dosages of water
The sun
sometimes feels beyond my reach
And so I wait for it to rise
And prepare for it to set
My nights filled with storms and thundershowers
My mornings filled with sunny days and beautiful cheerfulness
I am the sundrop flower that undergoes all those seasons
All those emotions
All those sensations
But soon time will pass…
And my sundrop petals will stay as one through it all
--Evy S., 9th-12th Grade.