Her Final HopeA Poem by Miranda CaitlynThis poem is in memory of family, friends and those who are fighting their battle with cancer and those who now rest peacefully in heaven. <3The wilting flowers represent her hope Each day it’s harder to cope They once stood strong And once did she As they brown She grows tired The petals fall to the table As Her hair falls to the ground Lonesome, one flower sits Alone, in a crowded room of people One by one they wilt One by one they leave her As the vase sits empty Her heart becomes weary She knows it’s coming now Breathing is slowing down The life she loved appears in her watering eyes With one last breath she smiles Ready to take on what lays before her Just like she’s always done Brave for the last time © 2010 Miranda CaitlynAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMiranda CaitlynWonderland, NYAboutHi (: I'm Miranda and I'm sixteen years old, so please don't judge to harshly :P .. I just write from my heart, it's the only way to express myself and I'm tired of my notebook being the only thing to.. more.. |