If life was easy,
then I would be a flower
I was a flower,
then I would have to deal
But maybe if
I let the rain trickle down my
then these tears would dry
and I could grow
©CMS August 2008
Filed under August 2008, Eat, Pray, Run
Tagged as flower, growing, life, poem, poetry
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