A cloak of crimson petals
Unfurled for all to see
A strong and steady stem
Contented just to be
But when the wind ruffles
Her boisterous feathers
Roaring mighty fierce
And escaping rusty tethers
The petals are agitated
From their home they stray
The stem with thorns
Begins to wither away
The bees and the birds
Have deserted the one
With its beauty flown off
And its radiance undone
Little girl,
Will you do the same?
Take off and leave,
Quitting the game?
Jun 26, 2010
Jun 26, 2010 at 7:01 PM UTC
A cloak of crimson petals
Unfurled for all to see
A strong and steady stem
Contented just to be
But when the wind ruffles
Her boisterous feathers
Roaring mighty fierce
And escaping rusty tethers
The petals are agitated
From their home they stray
The stem with thorns
Begins to wither away
The bees and the birds
Have deserted the one
With its beauty flown off
And its radiance undone
Little girl,
Will you do the same?
Take off and leave,
Quitting the game?