Desert' Flower
desert' Flower
Walking through the desert' a dying flower - I encountered.
With my shadow I covered it. With my tears I watered it.
Watching that flower for a moment, come back to life - I
compeared it- to my own. My life was slowly coming to an
end. I had no one to care for me.
Life can be pretty sad, when there is loneliness. Like the
desert' flower - it too starts to deteriate and little by little
it starts to die.
A flower is beautiful, when it first blooms, so is our life when
we are in our prime, but like the desert' flower one day - it
too, will come to an end....
04/06/2013
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo | Year Posted 2013
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