Orange Flower
By Eli C
The fluffy orange flower was moist and wet,
The glitter of the sun projects,
With the breeze making the heavy raindrops,
Drop softly to the lush grass.
The rough leaves flow left to right up and down.
Some falling, some sticking, some covering others.
The sticks are sharp and frightening,
Large and vast, tiny twigs coming out of frightening sticks.