The Flower Left In The Sun To Long Poem by Amanda Norton
The Flower Left In The Sun To Long
I'm the flower left in the sun to long
I wilt away and feel like I don't belong
Then comes the rain with the promises of a better day
Then rain never stops and I am drowning in broken promises
And for now the sun my petals miss
The sun shines and once again I think I am happy
The night goes and morning comes
I find all these weeds beside me... sucking the life right out of me
I feel myself wilt again
The weeds killed my seedlings
They will never grow
Trapped beneath the soil the beautifulness of life they will never know
Theres no one to care for me
I am the flower that decorates the rose but the rose itself I will never be
The second to be noticed and the first to break
Roses are overrated. Those sunny daisies like you are the bright ones, with sun in your skin. Don't let too much of anything get you down. Xs and Os, Colette
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5/19/2024 10:52:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Amanda, your words are like the petals of a gorgeous flower! ! They are sensitive, they deserve to be cared for and respected.They're precious! May the sun shine on you every morning and for the whole day! A very sensitive young woman is, undoubtedly, noticed immediately.Keep writing. Hugs, Maria C. Costa