Flower Sale

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

when i was four
i found a flower
so yellow and full
I tried to sell it

it’s so pretty,
i thought
someone will love it
I thought

they don’t teach you
what’s a weed
or
what’s a flower

you’re kind of left to decide
what’s pretty
or
what’s not

just like you’re left to decide
what’s right
or
what’s wrong

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Wow... What a pictorial poetic piece. It amplified the poem the more

thank you!!