Open Poetry #13 |
I went away |
CD Member
since 2001-01-27
Posts 101 |
You held a flower in Your hands; You held it tight and dear. You carried it with You everywhere; You loved it so. Yet the flower grew thorns; It demanded to leave. Tears fell from Your eyes; Utterly, You were grieved. You agreed to its cry; You said it is ok. You placed it in the ocean; And let it be carried away. But the flower then realized; It had just left home. It was going somewhere strange; Somewhere it knew it would drown. So it struggled to swim; But a flower can only do so much. But You saw its struggles; And dived in to save it. Now You hold it in Your arms; Never wanting to let go. Now the flower stays with You; Never wanting to leave. |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
that's cool CD. cool write o yhu |
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Mabel A. Dilley Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 859Seattle, WA, USA |
Quite an anology. Thank goodness flowers are notoriously poor swimmers. "I am not now that which I have been." |
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Just A Woman Senior Member
since 2001-03-10
Posts 507 |
I do like this, very much.
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