build fences
around you
so no one
can ever destroy
your beautiful flowers.
YOU ARE READING
In Between Those Two Pages
Poetry"A little too less, tasteless, A little too much, unbearable." Such is salt, and so is life. To the rose I preserved in between those two pages for so long that the pages no longer smell of them. Highest ranking: #44 in poetry as of 08.12.16
43. Fences
build fences
around you
so no one
can ever destroy
your beautiful flowers.
