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Someone else

by Alexis Tolkkinen

Once there was a flower so jealous of a tree

she wondered to herself,

“why can’t that be me?”.

And once there was a tree so jealous of a vine

he wondered to himself

“why can’t those leaves be mine?.

The tree stood tall through ages

and the flower brightened eyes,

the branches cast a cool shadow

and the flower pollen feeds butterflies.

Though they both are truly lovely

they want to be something they are not

the fact of life is even fair roses wish

They were a river rock.


Alexis is a writer from xenia, Ohio.


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