LisS1001 Posted July 25, 2008 Share Posted July 25, 2008 You run through a field of daisies And find a single rose You give it water, nourishment and light But it refuses to grow You place it in a vase of glass Confined and alone You devote your life, time, and strength to it But you can't seem to get through to it And then it slowly dies away You bury it in the ground And run again through the field of daisies To pick another that you've found Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clementine orange Posted July 25, 2008 Share Posted July 25, 2008 A flower dies even if you love it and a weed grows even if you hate it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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