Let's look at today!

I smell a small, sweet,  rose.
it's petals are dry. Her stem is hard. .
But her core is gold.



Her sweet smell takes your...
breath away.
And just like that, she fufills her role. 



When you look and see, 
you see the divine.
The beauty that is. 



Trust your core and you'll see gold.  




Aceves A. 



This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

Comments

loveisllight

9 years ago

I am glad I found this page. 

Thank You! 

loveisllight

9 years ago

loveislight

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741