I’ve gone through life feeling like a decaying flower,
waiting for springs' touch
But I’ve learned that the edges of my petals will always be frayed,
and even with the warmth of the Sun I’ll still be cold
It is the glimpses of Summer that I hold onto
in this impenetrable winter.
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Author:
Anora (Pseudonym) (
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WELCOME ANORA ~ Thanks for your first Poem ! Like your "Flower" it is tinged with sadness ~ but there are glimmers of hope ! We are all affected by the seasons and in the UK we are (slowly) coming into Spring with it's promise of New Life and New Love ~ then the Summer where the "Winter of Depression & Discontent" will (hopefully) seem a long time ago ! Thanks for sharing. Please check my Poems ~ Thanks BRIAN
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