A Flower

A flower living and passing to the earth

Like a flower we all start out as a small bud or tiny seed, by every minute and every hour. From dried wintered leaves to ugly figures, with time we blossom into our beautiful flower. But that's all said the same, as with time and age we become fragile again ,and dry back to the earth in which we came.

Author's Note

what you all think

Reviews

[SparrowSong]

And such is the cycle of life, this is beautifully stated.

[kelvin]

Thank you very much I always appreciate hearing your thoughts

[Akira Kodama]

This is a very wise and honest piece. We all have our bad moments, but in due time we will all become something beautiful. Great write.

[kelvin]

yes thank you for your words I'm glad you think so

[Alisa Js]

Hello Kelvin,

This one has great promise. Here is what came to me as I read through.

we all start the same
whether a small bud or tiny seed
every minute
every hour
we bloom into our beautiful flower

life goes on
the cycle returns
and with time and age
we find ourselves fragile again,
back to mother earth
from which we came...

Happy holidays,

alisa ;-)

[kelvin]

hey thank you so much Alisa

[Alisa Js]

My pleasure. ;-)

[marie]

it would help with comprehension if you organized it some made the lines more defined, cut it into stanza's but hey if that your style don't let me change it, other than that it was a good write that has a great idea behind it

[kelvin]

well thank you good to hear you thoughts

[marie]

no prob :)

[Sheila Kline]

And so is the circle of life - from seed, to bud, to flower, and then the cycle starts all over again! From the earth we came, and back to the earth we shall return.
Your insight of this is well versed!

[kelvin]

thank you so much for that well said Mrs Shelia

[Sami Khalil]

Your words carry a lot of wisdom... Thank you for sharing...

[kelvin]

thank you fellow poet for you kind comment

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. :)

[Marie]

Yes, that's quite true...we begin as seeds (or the germs of seeds), bud, blossom, bloom, wither, fall...to be caome seed again...

[kelvin]

Yes i agree with you i guess its sort of life recycling itself or just the creation and demise of life thank you Mrs Marie for the comment