Life Or Something Like It Poem by Jim Milks

A flower stretches toward the sun.
alone. unoticed such a pitiful sight
she will not give-up, no not this one

as darkness decends upon the land
a flower stretches toward the sun
alone in the shadows, there she will stand
and sit, and wait for coming of the sun

spring is over, summer is soon done
around the corner comes Winters icy blast
a flower stretches toward the sun
in the cold the lonely flower dies, at last

with a push and with some screams
somewhere a new life has just begun
a life full of hopes and of dreams
and a flower stretches toward the sun

JPM 2/8/2008

I continue to experiment with more formal types of poems this is my attempt at a Quatern