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Apr 2014
Looking around stood a single daffodil
Standing atop the hill
All alone with dry grass
Grass that was unable to grow
Trying to take poor flower down

Because the little daffodil was brave
Another one grew by his side
Until many then began to join
They all grew around the once lonely flower
Until they were a strong army

The sun blazed down
And held the army well
Then a chill filled the air
And all the leaves fell

Time passed and they stood strong
But with time, things change
The seasons passed and they all evanesced
The remnants of a strong army

The winter was long
And everything was silent
The icy particles lay over the dead flowers
Blanketing them in a dense blanket

Eventually the sun’s rays melted away the snow
Leaving a drowned field of almost gone flowers
The flowers attempted to come alive
But the ground was too wet
Written by
Kirsten Claire
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