
My attept to write a poem about a beautiful flower that never seems to get noticed
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 111 - Reviews: 6 - Published: 10-27-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2589126
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It waits patiently in the light, closed up and hidden
That is until, night conquers day, then it bursts out with pride
Frail and innocent, it glows in brilliance
Its light blue color, shines like a beacon in the dark
The moon's silver light, reflects its beauty
But who is there to see it in its glory?,
Only the stars shining from the heavens.
And the creatures that silently pass by, without a second glance
As the darkness begins to fade
It seems to become a shadow slipping away
The sun starts to rise, filling the once dark sky
It begins to close and sigh, It will be no more
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