A rose
with the color
of blood,
just bloomed
today.
Outside the window
it would layed alone
by its self
closed in deep sleep.
under the sun
with its head tilted,
grows
as the days go by.
That small rose
didn't efflorescence
when the
small daisies opened.
Its head still closed
just like sleeping beauty.
One day
I went
outside
at the same spot
where the timid rose
didn't want to blossom,
it was gone.
That small,
tiny, and shy rose
became
the most admirable
rose in the world.
Just like
the ugly duckling,
became
a beautiful swan.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Every Friend is Important




Description:
In everybody's life, there is always that person that makes you feel better. That someone is a friend. One that will always be with you in your hardest times, and will always make your day the happiest one of all. Every friend is important in our lives because without someone you can trust or depend on, you would feel lonely, and nobody likes that.
Synopsis:
This notebook has poems that are about friendship.
Your Catfish Friend by Richard Brautiga
My Friends by W.S. Merwin
After the Movie by Marie Howe
Sisters by Lucille Clinton
The Soul Unto Itself by Emily Dickinson
We Have Been Friends Together by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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