She Wilts Poem by Olivia Estampador

She Wilts



The flower wilts again.
Once vibrant, fragrant and alive
Now, just dried up of light.

Its life-lies empty in
the water which once gave beauty.
What gave life then, now kills.

Saturday, August 23, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,lies,water
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