Growing

Christian

Broken dreams and heartfelt sorrows,
Always help mankind to grow.
For deep beneath the ground is stirring,
Tiny buds beneath the snow.
Pushing through the glasslike ice sheets
Pulling down the water earned.
Comes a bloom of lovely colour.
For which man has long since yearned.
When words of friends and foes despise you.
Give a thought to budding spring.
For far beneath your pain and sorrow,
A bird ls waiting to take wing.