Short poem about winter.

A poem about an "ugly" butterfly

Short rhyming poem

A poem dedicated to all those we have lost and all who grieve.

Her dancing and smile hide her struggles from the world. To keep up the act, she risks losing her life. For a layer of ice is all that stops her from falling.

Being broken does not make you weak. When you go through hardship you gain empathy and can help others in a unique way. Your broken pieces do not need glued.

With her outer beauty gone, no one loves this flower anymore. She is left to die, all because she wilted.