(written age 11)
Lily blossom slowly floats,
sliding out into
the depth of stillness,
ripples blossoming outwards.
Pink and purple fade
as the flower drifts away,
the sun gradually rising,
waking from its dark slumber.
Ripples curve in circles, growing,
eventually caressing the shore,
lily floating on.
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Pura Vida
Poetry~A collection of my poetry.~ Many people say that the poetry on wattpad is just a jumble of rhyming words with no true meaning, written by emotional teenage girls. I'm not going to lie. I am a teen. I am a girl. And I am emotional. But my poetry is...
