Treasure Island

Miranda Van Yperen

(August 20,1996)

The Smallest Things


flowers in the meadow
are still but very graceful

full of many colours
more than any rainbow

the sun is shining down on them
as they sit the day away

they look so beautiful
it leaves you with nothing to say

they flow quietly
in the small breeze

smelling so sweet
as they stand there and tease

they hold much beauty
but nobody sees

people are much to busy
for flowers and bees

yet the smallest things
that they pass

makes me wonder
makes me ask

what are you doing?
why don't you stay?

come and smell the flowers
like you didn't yesterday

Submitted: Thursday, July 23, 2009

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  • Jory Walde (8/6/2009 11:23:00 AM)

    Your 13? wow you have a very creative mind. i love the last line it means so much to me and it is beautifully put. :) (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Foster (7/23/2009 5:50:00 PM)

    Brilliant in the meadow the smallest thing that our so significant, the times in my memory. In a memory spent with people you love watching things like butterflies, flowers, and stars at night. A meaningful conversation with a brother on the meaning of life and other so personal things, never lost to you down through the corridor of time which you can remember years later such as now. That is why your poem is so good it has brought to the surface memory s and emotions this is what poetry is all about. (Report) Reply

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