Treasure Island

Jackeline Chacon

(November 10,1995 / Bakersfield, California)

Childhood


An innocent flower
Trapped in cold dirt

Had a troubled life
I watched her get hurt

She was a beautiful rose
Fading to sorrowful blue

Her petals were falling
As she sprouted through

This flower was fragile
Drowning in endless rain

She couldn't blossom
In such suffocating pain

I tried to help her grow
But I watched her fall

Yet she still lives on
If I can utterly recall

This flower still lives
In my heart downcast

For she is my life
From childhood's past

Submitted: Monday, July 07, 2014

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