My Life
My life was a happy one,
A field of fragrant flowers,
Hidden in a valley
of peace.
But then a fire swept across the field,
Destroying all in its path,
And the flowers were lost in a fury of
ruthless flames.
That was until a storm strolled
Into the burning field,
And water fought a great fight with
the persevering flames.
But then the storm seized its onslaught,
And the fire was burned out,
And my life was a field of fragrant flowers
again
Okay, so what do you think?
This post has been edited by fluteboy432: 12 December 2008 - 05:31 PM

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