Cristina Frankel

Tears Of A Rose - Poem by Cristina Frankel

A rose in the breeze
kind, docile, and calm
a child picks the flower
and places it in her palm
'The petals are an ocean
smooth, soft, and cool,
and the thorns prick my fingers,
they're a shielding tool'
The mother slowly walks towards her
Smiling sweetly from ear to ear
'what's this? ' pointing at the dew
'Poor little flower, it's a tear.'
She whipes it off with a smile
knowing she had done well
'Look mama, I made her happy.'
and the tears were gone
not even one more fell.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 2, 2008

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