Bizzar Thoughts

I think of a flower
all pretty and new
with pink and black petals
a center of white
atop a long green stem. with one single leaf.

It's alive all summer
bathing in sun and rain, until millions of bugs
take this flowers life away

eating it's insides, rotting it's soul
I take each petal and dry them in a bowl.
I save them until the next summers day
so I may plant them, and take away my pain.


Misty Kesler
Copyright �2002 Misty Pearl Kesler