Little Flower

Little flowers dont go through what we do,
They dont suffer like me and you,

They go through summers, winters, falls and springs,
We go through heartbreaks, deaths, weddings and horrible things,

Love is something like a little flower,
Sometimes its happy and sometimes its a downer,

I'd rather be a little flower,
Than a lonely lover,
I'd rather have someone to plant me
Than to say that i cant be,
I may have petals and my thorns may tear something apart,
But its better than to have a broken heart.

I'd rather have a thorn as my finger,
Than bleed as i linger,

Flowers cant talk therefore they cant lie,
Flowers dont make me want to die.
Little Flowers are a gift sent from above,
There my little friends that i love





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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 9, 2010 at 1:53 pm
Extraordinarily beautiful poem; nothing more can be said!
 
PoemLoverSara replied...
Aug. 11, 2010 at 2:10 pm
thank you, it means alot:)
 
DarkDeadEmoLuv said...
Aug. 2, 2010 at 2:23 pm
Awwwwwww il ur poem ily sis n-h ♥♥
 
PoetryLovesMe replied...
Aug. 2, 2010 at 2:29 pm
thnxx love ya too!! n-h
 
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