A Flower
2002
| A flower is a simple thing,
Yet doth tell of the beauty that life can bring. Not every day is sunny, Nor forever quite so grim. Even under shadow, Doth a flower�s colour sing. Thorn may prick,
Even when life is over,
And so a flower shall live for many a year,
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A/N: A bit of a rarity in nature and tone when it come to my poems, but kind of sweet too, if you follow it.
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