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Comment 5 of 59, added on September 22nd, 2008 at 3:59 PM.
My mother kept this poem in her purse. She was a gardener but during the
last 9 years of her life, which ended on 20 September 2008, illness
prevented her from doing as much as she would like. Her friend told us
today that Mum had felt like the flowers all that time. Paul's sentiment so
captures that which Mum and her friend felt, we thank you.
Susy Glossop from United Kingdom
Comment 4 of 59, added on February 19th, 2008 at 7:08 AM.
This beautiful poem was the basis of a sermon at our church this past
sunday and the message was one of Job. Many hurts, pains and sorrows will
befall us duriing our lifetime. We will be battered by human loss of a
loved one, a divorce, death of those dearest to us, retrenchment and
separation. But from the pain and ashes eventually we will arise! Not dead
but mearely bending and sheltering until we have the human strength and
above all help and faith to arise again, blossom again and seek to fulfill
our god given destiny. With love and faith we will resurrect our self and
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Comment 3 of 59, added on October 4th, 2007 at 9:29 AM.
I think it is really cool to write this poem
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Comment 2 of 59, added on February 7th, 2006 at 5:32 AM.
I feel as if he writing about lifes hardships, and how it gets you down.
It leaves you tattered and scared, but after it's dowsing, you are still
alive, and that's all that matters, to go on, living another day.
Chris from United States
Comment 1 of 59, added on January 9th, 2006 at 11:48 PM.
Wow! I cant believe no one got this. BULLYING! The rain and the wind
syncronized into a storm and knocked the flowers around and drowned them
with water. Then the storm cleared out and left the helpless flowers there
to suffer and slowly die. So apparently, this could have a couple of
meanings, he might've been comparing it to a hit and run, bullying, or
maybe just life's bumps in the road as you travel through to the end
suffering life to reach death.
from United States
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