Open Poetry #44 |
Roses that are red |
serquelia Junior Member
since 2009-05-27
Posts 12Pennsylvania |
I see so many roses that are red, with the thorns that they may contain. Up in the mountain that are past the hills is where they are. Going far to start early in the morning, its going to take some exercise to get there. Being in love with flowers, because I got so much willpower. Also to let you know I love walking to such great lengths, if only others had such my strength. As I packed by backpack I got on track with my supplies that I needed. Everything was nice and weeded along the way, as if its been used often. It wasnt abused with trash that was stashed along, Having been in the woods that was so well kept. When I finally got there is where I wept for joy because there was a boy who had a flower in his hand. He told me he had a girlfriend of who to give it to, So I let him have such a rose. It was the only one left, alll the other petals had fallen off. Knowing what a dear loved one might mean to someone, So how could a child as this be alone? Just because he thought this girl was so special and needed a gift. It would bring great joyto the girl just as it brought me happiness to seeing that being so small, to only having the only flower there was a reason for picking it. It's like growing up and finally flourishing into what can be a start of relationship. As for the little boy he was just a friend to me, I may never see him again but things dont last forever. Never knowing where he got to and how his life became with the little girl. If I knew that it was to him a life that may be brand new. |
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