Lily from Brooklyn

This for somebody I know that's very talented and special!

A little flower
Dangling from a thread
Just barely on the ground
The wind is its enemy
Always pushing and pulling it away
A city place called Brooklyn
With little plants and green
Hold on to the lily
The ground hold it tight
So it wouldn't fly away
The flower stands out
From the path and road
Surviving the city
Surviving Brooklyn
People may go and come
But the ground will hold the flower
And the flower will hold tight
Because surviving it all
Is the Lily from Brooklyn~

Author's Note

Again i just love writing peoms since it's short and quite fast to write

Reviews

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I think that person must be very happy. Beautiful poem with wisdom on the end.