Tulip Poem by Hope Hills

Tulip



Seed lays dormiate
She's gestating so
A rose, a tulip...
A wonderful thing grows

Greatness is limitless
Peace is not prohibited
It takes initiave
Blossoming when it's supposed to

Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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