Last BlossomA Poem by MariaDahl1791Like the last blossom that blooms The beauty, the rarity, amazing. But what one doesn't know, Is why is it the last to bloom It takes more effect, More trials, doubts For such a beaten path will make one strong So while the others are gone that last one, beautiful blossom Will forever be the rarest of them all © 2014 MariaDahl1791 |
StatsAuthorMariaDahl1791Huntsville, ALAboutI've recently started writing. I had friends tell me to start sharing it with other people and (maybe) get them published. But one step at a time. My comfort zone is singing and horse training. But .. more..Writing
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