Delaney | Teen Ink

Delaney

January 19, 2012
By Anonymous

She has the baby blue eyes of a flower.
She has the clueless ways of her two years of life.
She piles up dozens of rocks as a wall—as if trying to create a shield from the world.
She goes over the wooden bridge and places herself under the blossom tree.
She looks up at you with the eyes of a flower—a flower that has the buds of a lifetime.



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