Like a flower, it blooms
Like a flower, it dies
Love, love, love

Bright like a daisy
Beautiful like a rose
Love, love, love

Fragile like the petals
Breakable like the the stem
Love, love, l ove

But do not forget the thorns
But do not forget the bugs
Love, love, love

Prickly like a rose
Yet still beautiful
Love, love, love

Bugs on the daisy
Yet still shining
Love, love, love

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I love to write and have been writing for a long time. My mom says it's in my blood; my grandpa loved to write. I'm young I know but writing is what I love to do. I want people to hear me; I want to inspire others. The poem I wrote was meant for the world. People inspired me. This poem is for my sister, my mom, my family, and for you.