Wilting

By , Fairfield, CT
Wilting
Show our vibrant, radiant colors
Covered in velvet
Embellished with thorns
We get stepped on
Lost in a never ending crowd
Shredded and trampled
Torn away from our roots
We are put on display
Our pride cut down
Stuck and arranged
Looking at the world,
From behind glass.
Beautiful in the light
But closed up in dark times
Confused whether the familiar rain
Is a threat or a blessing
They pass by
Secretly admiring
Quickly forgetting
That us flowers are wilting away





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kittystripes10 said...
Jan. 27, 2010 at 6:58 pm
wonderful....
 
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