09/16/17

Thu, 12/14/2017 - 10:33 -- tpobaw

Sometimes I'm a lily

I'm steped on and unappreciated 

I'm ripped apart in times of despair

I'm torn and shredded to pieces

And thrown aside in disgust

Sometimes I'm a sunflower

And I bloom magnificently

Shining bright with color

Beautiful & mesmerzing to look at

Cradled ever so delicately in the arms of

someone who appreciates 

Gazed upon with eyees of admiration & love

Sometimes I'm a rose

growing from concrete

something made out nothing....

 

 

and then I am stumped lol

This poem is about: 
Me

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