Rose Buds Bloom with Time
I Will Remain on Paper
Rose buds bloom with time
They wither and shrivel
I will remain on paper
Timeless and effortless
Revolving through the ages
While you thumb through my pages
Print after print
Copy after copy
Never one as good as the original
More valued and divine
Never shelved always open
Stimulating your minds
And always hard to find
Mystical and ambitious
Monomaniacal yet well-formed
Contradictions with no discrepancies
Epitome of apathy
Designed with the etiquette
With placement such
As the adds of an article
Dream so in depth
I danced under the moon
Fold me and read me
As if I were a cartoon
Comically concluded
Mended not contused
Always held together
Never confused
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"Rosebuds Bloom With Time "
§harita DeAnne €ormier
December 10, 2018 ©
About the Creator
Sharita Cormier
Guys, I am a performer, singer, and writer. Earth has been extraordinary for me. Hiking through this place is intoxicating. Music, words, and fire feul my existance. I have two associates degrees. Completing the third is a task in it's own.
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