The Yellow Flower

My poem that I hold dear to my heart

Roses are red like fire and fear

Violets are blue like depression and tears

Cactus’s Are Green for the pains of your life

Trains are Silver like the life it took

Smoke is black alone and sad

Why be mad, sad, and bad

If you can be a yellow flower and shine so bright and rise to the stars.

Author's Note

I hold this dear to my heart