Flowers | Teen Ink


September 4, 2008
By Delia SILVER, Erie, Kansas
Delia SILVER, Erie, Kansas
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Favorite Quote:
Don't be too serious about life. No one gets out alive.

We all don’t understand,
Our opinions aren’t in demand,
Our souls are like flowers,
They can topple over like towers,
They bloom, then fade away,
They go to heavan or hell to stay,
Flowers have no powers,
Except to smell sweet,
And to be put in the barrels used to defeat,
Time flies by,
Never to return,
Our souls are like flowers,
Does yours smell sweet by any other name?

The author's comments:
This poem is inspired by thinking about Jesus and church. I really hope you like it. I wrote this in 6th hour, social studies, trying to ward of the first volleyball game jitters.

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nana mary said...
on Sep. 8 2008 at 2:31 am
What a talanted young girl! Her style is beyond her years. Keep the poems coming, I think you have a great future in writting.