Coincidence? I Think Not! Poem by Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski
Coincidence? I Think Not!
Love
Really is like
The graceful
Rose
When it's alive
It's beautiful
Vibrant
Colorful and
Smells so sweet
But as it
Dies
It becomes
Shriveled
Wilted
And loses it's
Sweet smell.
By the time
It's dead,
The things that
Stand out
The most are
It's thorns
And the
Memories
Of what
Once
Was
Simple but full of discription. Beautifal.. :)
OMG this Tittle is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! ! ! !
Great write Tiffany. Remember that memories are often what keep us alive, so that dead rose is not such a bad thing.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 11:44:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
WHAT A CONCIDENCE? I DONT THINK? ? very Awsoume