Sunday, July 10, 2005

Love

Love is like a flower
it lives, but yet it dies
Love can be happy
but yet, it sometimes cries
Love is like a glass of wine
you drink it, then it's gone
Love can be very sad
or like a happy song.
~ My first poem, written at age 9 ( and a published one, at that)! And yeah, I guess I could have been accused back then of thinking too much, huh? But proud of it, I am!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Excellant, WAY COOL

5:46 PM  

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