there was once a beautiful flower sitting in the meadow while I got out of my bed to my window the field was very beautiful and grassy the beautiful flower was feeling sassy as it stand tall above all of the flowers in the meadow I wanted to get something to drink so I left the window the beautiful flower try to look for me the beautiful wanted to see me at the window looking at the flowers beauty and grace but there was a sad look on her face when I came back with with a drink of water the beautiful flower felt better the beautiful flower posed and danced but I did not glanced then I looked down and saw another beautiful flower the first flower was a sunflower and the second flower was pink with a green in the middle the second beautiful flower started to fiddle the first beautiful flower got so mad she grabed her and threw the second flower ferther from the meadowly field of the uncool flowers but the rain shower it was coming in 5 minutes and the beautiful flower was sad but I looked down with a smile and she was glad then the rain started the flower went home to her friend the end Marcella Debrito |
I Have this Garden of Poems
at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
the beautiful flower
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