Go, Child, Go

Day by day
every ray
seemed to say,
"Grow, child, grow."

Nurtured by
sunny skies:
"Grow, child, grow."

I was one
of Sun's sons
not quite done:
"Grow, child, grow."

In a word
the world blurred
and I heard,
"Go, child, go.

Time has passed
rather fast.
Now, at last
go, child, go."

Blow by blow
here I go
"Go, child, go...
    ...and bloom."