Jacob Gifford (1995 / plano Illinois)
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Poems by Jacob Gifford : 7 / 42
Freedom
I’m a weed on
A cliff, I hang out with
An eagle, but maybe the
Flowers are the weeds.
I’m free and they
Are not, I cling to rocks,
They cling to a pot of dirt.
When there is an earthquake
I will be safe but the flowers
Will not. They are plucked
And put into jars of water
They will die, but I will
Live free and long.
Jacob Gifford
Submitted: Monday, December 15, 2008
Edited: Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Poems by Jacob Gifford : 7 / 42
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I will live free and long. thanks.
well done jacob, good write and nice expression
love to read it
thanks for sharing
Nice write. At least expressed such a way, a child could understand what poet thinks.
flowers die and go away but when you plant another one it represents who you are and you will always be free just believe in yourself
That's weed for you... Hanging out on a high ; -) Sorry, could not resist that.... great poem, makes you think, doesn't it....
poor flowers, another interesting piece, well written and expressed
Very true Jack....well written...thank you