Your Apparation Poem by Connor Brown

Your Apparation



The flowers bloomed again under the serenity of the falling sun rays
They prospered without your care,
Even while facing the cruel malevolence that is the world
The stems sprouted out to reach a state of ecstasy.
The flowers bloomed with your presence no longer there.
And unlike I, they're prosperous without your love.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kye Kurion 19 April 2008

So deep, you're a good writer.

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