The Flower Of Life Poem by Chelsea Jean

Life is like a flower
Flowing in the breeze,
As a whisper
As a thought
Then we are planted
Setting down fragile, gentle roots
And slowly, overtime, growing,
Becoming stronger
But not strong enough to resist the cruel part of fate
Those that have lived this long sit and tremble
At it's might
How it can take us away from those we love and
Care about
Leaving us to feel alone in the world?
Because life is like a flower,
We shall all one day perish.

In Loving Memory of Gail Schwant
Teacher and Friend