Thursday, May 24, 2007

A Burst of Life

In a field of marigolds,
She stood alone.
Glorious though she was,
A lifetime of sniggering,
Made her turn down.

Aching to look up,
At the bright shining sun.

They laughed at her,
Every time she tried.
The burden pulling her down.

She burst one day,
First with rage;
Then just refreshed.
Looked up at the sun,
And she bloomed again.

She was once more nurtured,
By the one, especially
Taken in by her inner beauty;
For she was a great,
Beautiful sunflower,
And she brightened his every day.
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