A Flowers Journey
“a flower's journey”
i was born to die....
even as my seed was sprouted
upon this earth my roots
ran and found their home
while i searched for the sky,
and the world is a tangle
a constant struggle to survive
that only love's rain can soothe....
in the end i shall be earth again
yet,
my flower will be imprinted on the sky.
Copyright © Richard Poor | Year Posted 2015
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