Abandoned Berry

A Poem by Rowan

This strawberry is covered in mold

It sits in the dark on the kitchen table

Untouched as the air grows ice cold

And no one will know that it is unable

Because white is pure and red is bold.

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Added on June 18, 2013
Last Updated on June 18, 2013
Tags: strawberry, poem, alone, meaning

I love to write poetry and have aspirations to possibly become an editor one day, most likely freelance :) more..

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