About the Poem
I wrote this poem a couple of weeks after my great grandmother died. I was with my parents, driving down a highway. I sat there thinking about life. This is what came to me.
|by Jeremy Rogers
|Life is a sparkling flower,
Flowing with colors from the rainbow of God,
Shinning with the rays of a summer sun,
But someday that flower must wither away.
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