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The Rose

The Rose

The rose leans,

Whispering smiles on faces,

in a field of joy and happiness.

It’s petals swaying calmly,

The glossy leaves

as shiny as a twinkling star,

The sweet smell of valentines 

freshening the peoples harts 

The roots grow 

like children getting taller,

The stem stands

quietly and patiently waiting,

To get picked and put into a bouquet of flowers.

Liby-STC

You are a rain drop, glistening effortlessly and drizzling silently down to the ground.

You are a scream, a loud scream a croaky scream, a scream no one has heard before a unique scream a dangerous scream.

You  are a diary holding all the untold secrets ,keeping you mouth locked and throwing away the key not telling anyone ever, waiting, waiting for someone to open you up and telling you the next secret that you can never tell.

You are a cup of tea getting sipped up by someone every day while there relaxing and watching the birds delicately flying by.

You are a pancake flipping around in the greasy pan until it smells like sweet honey, then you get placed on a plate and getting drizzled with honey a sprinkled with sugar.