A Poem A Day
The flaming red
flower with a healthy
stem spreads love and
passion throughout
the world, until the
cold winter comes and
takes the love and
passion away. As the
flower droops more and
more, the leaves fall and
the flower rots. But first,
the flower spreads its seeds
blown by the wind,
so there will be more
passion and love to
do the same thing,
again and again.
By Austin, 3rd grade
[photo by Ian lambert via flickr]
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Comments
Austin, you did a good job on this poem. A reader can actually see what the rose is doing as you write about it.
Karen
…The wild roses includes the species listed above and some of their hybrids…