I'm small,
like a sapling.
Weak,
On my own.

I'm pushed
by the cold wind
Isolated,
alone.


The sun shines faintly
with your smile.
Your laughter like rain,
refreshing.
Your eyes bring warmth,
A feeling of comfort,
breaking my shell.


I grow from a sapling,
spreading my roots.
Like a bird leaving the nest
prepared for the world.
Thick skin, like bark, 
tough like oak.