cronechronicler

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Writing 201: Poetry – Sonnet – One Rose

My life has been a rich bouquet
Composed of flowers, weeds and thorns.
I cherish,  give value to every one
For different gifts they’ve given me.

Flowers bloomed beauty in my path.
Weeds put obstacles before me.
Thorns taught grappling with problems.
All were life lessons necessary.

My life has changed, bouquet no longer
My lot is now a fallow field
Ready to grow what seeds are planted.

My life’s become simplicity.
Time to be one rose complete.
For more is less and less is more.

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