Am I Found?
author: Allyson Beberwyk
category: Inspirational
A rose is planted
and I am born
a delicate flower
not withered or torn
The days go by
and tall it stands
standing strong
without others hands
Soon it begins
to wilt away
slowly growing older
with everyday
Red and shiny
but fading brown
sometimes I wonder
if I'll be found
People walk by
but don't say a word
I wonder if they notice
that I'm looking absurd
Where the sun shines
and the wind blows
next to tulips
I'm only a rose
Only I can dream
of that one special place
but for now I'm captured
in this small vase
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