A Poem for a new friend.

Flowers diminish,
then they grow.
Constant cycle,
neverending flow.
The Gardens a stage,
where these dramas play.

In the garden there is
a bloomless rose.
Whilst the thorns survive,
the lily’s life goes.

The Darkness declines,
the blessing’s right.
The old moves on,
space made for a beautiful light.

A Poem for a new friend.

Ashley Jan

Joined November 2009

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I wrote this when some things in my life were changing and I started to see people for what they really are.

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