We Call It Living
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The Flower Soft, silent The petals fall Beautiful, graceful Watch them all Sweetly, gently Ripped from their hold Smoothly, slowly Turning lifeless and cold Naked, bare Hardly alive Withering, dying It will not survive Shriveled, crumpled The stem is crushed Ugly, scentless Petals become dust.
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About the Book
The book is a collection of poems all unique and all telling their own story.
About the Author
I've been born and raised in West Virginia and I've been writing poetry for years. It is my passion and my dream. I've read poetry by many authors, such as Robert Frost, Langston Hughes, Ellen Hopkins, Emily Dickinson, Sylvia Plath, William Shakespeare, Edgar Allan Poe, several others. I aspire to follow them in their rhyming, rhythm, and creation of beautiful works of art with words.