1Storms break out in raindrop fights
Thunder rumbles loud and clear
The sky as dark as a moonless night
Flashes of light here and there
How can a flower try to stand
Alone with its petals and its stem
with only tiny roots anchoring it to land
As a tempest tries to unearth them
A little flower just is no match
For what the tall oak trees are built for
With no hands to try and latch
Like humans use them for
Just as the roots start to undo
And the flower just gives in
A ray of light shines bright and true
Renewing the emotion within
AN I wrote this in English because the teacher made me. We are studying the Count of Monte Cristo and taking forever on it. We have a discussion everyday over a certain amount of chapters. Well, one part of the discussion was write a poem on hope in like five minutes and I got picked as one of the lucky ones to read it aloud in class...oh joy. So here is that poem after some revision. Please tell me what you think of it. I'm trying to get away from my "usual" as my friend puts it. She wants me to have a new angle and to be more subtle. I should stop before I go on a rant, *sighs* please R&R. I'm trying to do a different outlook as well as better poetry.