Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2021
In many tries
to hide, I've had
a rose. I let it
go once in a while
but girls I know
comeback to ask
me why the rose
is so pretty

"i can almost
steal it from you"
i am not the gardener
nor the owner
and yet the rose
depends on me

in a trapnest ive
held the rose so close
and i've tried to let it
go to the girls who
laugh and grin
to something thats mine
but not quite. I am not
a gardener but the truth is
i  like to control
the rose and i have
kept it  close in fear
of loosing it.
keni
Written by
keni  20/F/chicago
(20/F/chicago)   
107
   Jim Musics
Please log in to view and add comments on poems