Wilted Weed

Oh this is so beautiful and so sad.
Just remember, no matter how down you are you can always rise again, to be that beautiful rose once more.

Beautiful imagery here. 5/5

I love the flow of this poem :) 5/5

Hannah-

Many times I often refer to myself as a droopy flower.... For when sorrow and life challenges overcome my senses I truly feel as such-

I adore this piece, for it touches on a part of ones life that i feel happens to everyone from time to time...

You have penned a beautiful poem here... I also admire the nature tones .... just love this!!!!!!!!!

This was very beautiful. really painted a picture. your a talented writer

I love the personification of the rose, but the point of views was a little messy.
Ex:
"My arms sway like a willow tree,
in the cool summer breeze."
---the narrator is the rose
"My beautiful red rose,
the scent was so sweet,"
---the narrator is telling about the rose
"My life span was short,
but maybe had purpose."
---then the narrator becomes the rose again.

A little revision and polishing would make this poem better. But I really like the theme and idea behind this. A rose is over-used in poetry, but still, you made it work here. Great job, Hannah. Keep writing :)
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