Flowers Amidst My School - Poem by Andrea Ugona
They fall at your feet,
And push you forward,
Telling you never to look back.
Colour never faked,
Never created and destroyed by man.
They flow in the wind,
They stall in the sun,
Telling you to see the inner beauty
That makes them who they are.
But at the end,
All this beauty – disappears
In the cold,
They both look the same
Maybe like our hearts.
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