My life's blossom might have bloomed on all sides

Save for a bitter wind which stunted my petals
On the side of me which you in the village could see.

From the dust I lift a voice of protest:

My flowering side you never saw!

Ye living ones, ye are fools indeed

Who do not know the ways of the wind

And the unseen forces

That govern the processes of life.

-Spoon River Anthology

We read a bunch of poems from Spoon River Anthology and I had to present this poem.

I liked it

:3

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