The Child Of Spring Poem by Zyw Zywa

I am where I am
and want to be
I drink my mother
and breathe my father
I root in my mother
and grow in my father

I'm in the prime of
the best time of
my life, the spring of
my life, where I am
where the grass is greener
and where I want to stay

At night the sky is dark
when the moon is black
by day the sun often shines
behind the clouds
when it rains I get wet
and then I dry again

So everything stays the same
repeated over and over and
within that security I can change
almost unnoticed
while I am who I am
and who I want to be