A fragile flower,
that blows sweetly in the wind,
her petals slowly fall,
but she stills stands beautiful.
When her petals blow away,
they blow to a frowning face,
and create a smile.
She's a flower waiting to bloom fully,
someday someone will come along,
pick her from the dying feild,
and she'll be bathed in,
the light of real love.
Author notes
option: write a poem for me
yeah it sucks...sorry....
I love you 
A contest entry
- love. by luna-midnight.
1000 points, ended December 24, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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it does not suck, it is wonderful and beautiful like you and i love it, thanks so much for entering, and thanks so much for writing for me...ill treasure it
love you sis, Stephanie ♥ -
very nice imagery! beautiful and sweet
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I think that this is very nice I am sure that she will love this good luck to you in her contest best wishes always be well.
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