Our Lifes Are Like Roses

This is the first poem i ever wrote... haha, this one has a name at least =^____^= but anyway, read it and reveiw it if you like it.

Our Lifes Are Like Roses

Our lifes are like roses,

Blooming as the sun is high in the sky,

And at night its lonely and cold,

Wishing somebody would come and sprinkle you with water,

You miss the early morning breezes,

But also wish the heat of the summer would be back again,

And now you're dieing,

Helpless and alone,

You feel like your nobody...Nothing,

You see how everybody admire the trees,

But your all alone,

You're small,

You are only one little flower in the whole world of trees,

You're different,

And one day,

After you long pass away,

You will be missed,

Yes, our lives are like roses.

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I do like it. :) I love the imagery and how you relate our lives to a rose. Great poem :)