Flower On A Mountan (Thought) Poem by Poet of the River

Flower On A Mountan (Thought)

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I am but a flower who struggles to survive,
through rain, hail, and sleet,
atop a glorious mountain side.
Tho my beauty is great i am of no use.
I cannot keep you warm.
I am not a shelter in witch you can hide.
I am not an instrument you can play.
I am not an animal you can ride.
I am not a child whose smile you seek.
however their are no rules you must abide,
on a night so dark so bleak,
when you are but a flower on a lonely mountain side,
reaching for its peak.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allemagne Roßmann 28 August 2011

nice imageries on life and its comparison to a flower...

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