Wild Roses
by Sarah Calvellowild rose
jagged, delicate petals
billowing out or darkening green
this is a memory from my early childhood
when i think things made a little more sense
when life gets to be too much
I remember I used to dream
fantasies of endless summertime
golden leafs
with crystal-blue jewels
floating gently downstream
a time when pain was too small too mention
and cold wasn't understood
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