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Before You Became Flowers MAG

January 5, 2022
By laurajo01 BRONZE, Macon, Illinois
laurajo01 BRONZE, Macon, Illinois
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Before you became flowers, you were a rough storm, a dark night, a lonely shell.
You were a sad book with no end.
You were an ocean that never calmed, tide never fell, waves never slowed.
You were a swing that swung lonely.
Your heart shone bright, a midnight moon.

And when you were grass, you let everyone play around on you.
You were a scary fall, but a not so scary landing.
You were a neon sign someone
was looking for.

A reminder that you are more than what society portrays you as.
A smile across someone's face.
A glass of thick honey, warm and sweet.
A shot of whiskey, burning going down.

And after the rain stops pounding down, like heavy punches from above, you grew, big and beautiful, like a new life,
a beautiful flower. 

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on Apr. 4 2022 at 3:18 pm
Crazywolfiegirl2 PLATINUM, Kington, Other
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Favorite Quote:
There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature—the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter. —Rachel Carson

This is amazing!

on Jan. 19 2022 at 6:06 am
Rana-Hatem PLATINUM, Cairo, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots

Your writing is fabulous!