When I was little
I picked a flower
And put in a vase.
After a few days it died.
I asked my mom why
And she said
"You can't force a flower to thrive somewhere it doesn't belong"
And now I have realized
That people are like that too
YOU ARE READING
A poem for death
PoetryCutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too
