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My Mother was like a Rose

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My Mother was like a Rose

My mother was like a rose
beautiful at sight
frail to touch.

She could stand up
and say her mind.

She needed love
I feel like she never got any.
And that’s why she withered away
like a rose.

Her heart was pure,
her soul made of gold.

She’d rustle in the wind,
and hide when cold,
much like a blooming rose.

Day by day
a petal would drop 
‘til nothing was left.
She was the dying rose.

And as each day goes by
without her sweet melody,
I tell myself this:
I must not cry that she is gone
but smile,
she was here.

Written by my 10-y.o. daughter Payton

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  1. Date: 6/18/2010 6:32:00 AM
    This was written by my 10 y.o. daughter in tribute to her mom who died 2 years ago after a very long, painful, awful struggle with anorexia/bulimia. Watching her waste away was very traumatic for my daughter, but she is a remarkable human being. I always thought I had a little talent with this poetry stuff - until she let me read her stuff! If I ever get to the level of my daughter, then I will consider myself a good poet.