About the Poem
Losing a love is very painful. This poem is about the beauty of love and the pain of its loss.
Like A Rose |
by Di |
Like a rose, Love is beautiful When it is alive. Blooming, Bright, Filling the air With a sweet fragrance, As it spreads its petals. But when it dies, It dries, Becoming brittle, Eventually turning black And falling apart. |
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1 Visitor Comments
Lindy
This poem that Di wrote is totally true. Many people say, "Love is like a rose," but now that I think of it, a rose does die, so, it makes sense after all! Good job Di!
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