PetalsA Poem by Marlenacherry blossoms swirl from that old tree grown out of grass as green as the money that put it there. they told us to stay away "it could be dangerous" they'd whisper behind wrinkled, trembling hands we thought / we laughed / we snuck, "they just want that beauty for themsevles." we'd shove petals in our pockets handfuls of pink gold collections we'd litter on our front steps (always by the roses) "Let's make the world beautiful, too." © 2010 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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Added on August 21, 2010Last Updated on August 21, 2010 AuthorMarlenaNYAbout-What's there to know? It's obvious why I'm here, that's all you need to get it.- more..Writing
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