Early Flower Dying From the Hail

September 23, 2012
By KittyKaat SILVER, Wellesley, Massachusetts
KittyKaat SILVER, Wellesley, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
"Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless." -Mother Teresa

Why must you hide behind your bangs
And look down at your shoes

Why must you cower in a crowd of people
And let them believe that you’re not their equal

Why must you be so delicate and frail
Like an early flower dying from the hail

Why must you stutter when you speak
Even if you know people will call you weak

Why must you always sit alone
And virtually be unknown

Why do you remain an early flower dying from the hail?

The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this poem when I noticed that there was a very shy girl who always hid behind her bangs in my class. I compared her to a weak flower that bloomed too soon. I hope you like this poem, and I hope the rhyming adds beauty to the poem!

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