Flowers bloom and flowers grow,
Winters come and summers go.
The sun rises, just as it descends,
The star will shine with no means to an end.
The moon will make the lonely feel warm,
Star light can guide your path home.
The sun will remind you there are brighter days,
But winter returns with his harsh ways.
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An Amalgamation of Words
PoetryI'm almost as bad at writing descriptions as I am at writing poems, but at least I tried. Sharing my inner turmoil, one poorly worded sentence at a time.
