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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Flowers (10/03/05)

TITLE: A Colorful Surrounding
By andromedus farsi
10/08/05


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“A Colorful Surrounding”


The varying hues overwhelm the eyes,
As the grave is approached.
Befitting for a girl who had a hard life,
But never ceased to believe on Him.

Flowers form a semi-circle around the tombstone,
Of dear Emily who had little in this life.
Shades of blue, violet, yellow, and all the colors of the rainbow,
Affirm her internal goodness, despite the hardships.

An abusive father and uncle,
Gave her no reason to carry on.
Yet, she did, until her fifteenth year,
When God chose to take her by means of his choosing.

The alcohol drove her father crazy,
Her mother meekly accepted the fact.
Emily’s Bible was worn with usage,
She took comfort from the Master’s Words.

With the beatings, precious Emily held her complaints,
Forgiving her father, in the midst of her anguish.
Only through her being saved by Grace,
Did she carry on without accusations.

The car she did not see, as she crossed the busy street of her city,
A city like all others across the nation, with its inherent meanness.
It is not for us to decide the rightfulness of her fate,
Or say it is better this way.

The beautiful flowers, tulips of violet, roses of red, and others I do not recognize,
Attest to her being a child of God.
A shame they will not accompany her, come the bitter winter,
With snow hiding them and putting the colors to rest.

I walk up to the grave to contribute,
My colorful package.
Bursting forth with green and lavender,
Widening the space of joy.

I fight to hold back the tears and be strong,
Clearly this battle is lost.
Seeing the bright sun and the erupting colors,
Brings my faith to the fore.

Flowers had not impressed me in the past,
I wasted no time with them.
Now I see their divine origin,
Cradling a girl of purity.

Next year I will tend the grave,
As I have done in recent years.
Hoping that my memorial might match hers,
Though I deserve such a variety of colors, not.


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Alexandra Wilkin10/12/05
There are some wonderful observations, descriptions and sentiments being expressed here. It needs some tightening up however - it was a little awkward in its flow in places which made it a little heavier going than it needed to be. Alot in this to like however. Keep writing and God bless.
Linda Watson Owen10/13/05
This is just the kind of emotional situation that sometimes evokes a poetic response. Thank you for sharing this.