Poems by Sharleah Lynn O'Dell
Life is like a flower in the yard, the petals of the flower are soft as a gentle rain.
While the ground that it is planted in can induce pain.
The flower cannot choose the path of living it takes.
But the path we choose, decides our breaks.
We do not know what life will bring.
The best we can do is look to the Lord, and let our praises loudly sing.
Unlike us, the flower cannot speak.
All we should do is live correct, and reach for our peak.