Poem -

My flower

My flower

My flower

Birth blooms  from my sweet seed, in need ,
grows from my womb, my little dove, is my love,
fits in my tummy like a glove,
birth hurts  ,was worth the power of my magical shower,
after reaching the top of the tower, 
i love my little flower. Xx

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