Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Life

Life
A flower that’s just a seed
Sprouts up from the ground
Green and small
Then it buds and starts to open
Turning into a beautiful mass of colors
As soon as it has blossomed it fades
The colors turn to gray
The petals start to wilt
They fall limply to the ground
And as it was there
It faded
Faster than it began

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