M. Reed McDow

11th grade- Mrs. Johnson

Within Passion

Why does a lonely petal cling to the dying rose

When one knows its fate?

Maybe it has looked beyond hopes

And dreams of a future,

Instead of falling to a dusty ground;

A dirty wasteland of failure.

Masking itself with impenetrable strength of will,

Of infinite choices to succeed in love-

Or fail without love-

Our passion shows us the “Inner Light”

Of success.

How do we know what is right,

When one is in love?

How do we know that we aren’t being used as a token,

An item to be used and then thrown away,

When we expire our date?

How would one know if its partner

Was the dying rose?

Needing the loving care of oneself.

Or the "care-taker" of the rose,

Who is starving it to death?

Within passion our minds’ eye shows

Everything.

Within Passion