Friday, November 2, 2012

Rose

When the flower blooms
The little seed matures
Flower of joy with needs like a new born
Bloom from a little sproutlet to a beautiful rose
In the bud, is a secret to be revealed
The cycle is mysterious
Springtime is blooming time

Brianna Hope Thibodeaux
October, 2012

My grand-daughter wrote this at school, it is a seven word poem. What ever that is... Lollll i find i know nothing about writing poetry.... but i think this say's so much..

 

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