You Bloom For Me Poem by Ima Ryma

The world around me all was grey.
There was no light that I could see.
My gloom would just not go away.
I felt of nothing left for me.
But then into my life you came.
You made me feel the budding of
A precious gift that I could claim
If I would turn myself to love,
And find the inner will to care
For you as a blessing that grows
To be a bliss for both to share.
I am your clay, you are my rose.

And all of me does sense your bloom,
And gone away is all my gloom.