Wilted Rose Poem by Bianca Free
Wilted Rose
My mood swings fairly high
Then hangs unbearably low
Each time, leaving me to feel like a wilting rose
That is at first so red and gay;
A prize to be won,
But transitions to be so limp and gray,
Denied by even heaven.
Monday, December 19, 2011
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