My Li’l Flower (by Monisa)

Summary:
Category:  Poetry
Genre:  Free verse
Rated:  G
Word Count:  98


 

A flower I see,

Besides a hasty lane

Every morn I look,

Down the broken pane

Bears the harsh of hands,

The hate of winds it fought.

Alone in the vast of mind,

Swaying the rains of thought

Yet petals colored bright; smiles,

Smiles, perceive a few.

Tears thy I surely see,

Shine the dawn dew.

The sun thy color may fade,

And become dusty might thee,

Yet adore thy I will,

And thrive when thee I see!

And thrive when thee I see!

***End***

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