If you thought
The rose
Was beautiful,
Why wouldn't
You let her stay
That way?
Why wouldn't you
Let her grow and bloom,
And move graciously
In the wind?
Instead,
You took her
Away
From everything
And everyone
She loved,
So she became
Nothing
But a sad wilted flower.
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PoetryIt is not about the destination. It is about the journey. #26 in poetry (Apr 8th 2016) Photo belongs to its rightful owner.
Flower
If you thought
The rose
Was beautiful,
Why wouldn't
You let her stay
That way?
Why wouldn't you
Let her grow and bloom,
And move graciously
In the wind?
Instead,
You took her
Away
From everything
And everyone
She loved,
So she became
Nothing
But a sad wilted flower.