Is my poem any good?
I’m 13 and just recently discovered that I love poetry and people say I’m pretty good at it. I’ve just written six new poems today and here is one of them:
The Flower of the Fawn
As the flower blooms,
With its sweet perfume,
Its stem is still stiff,
Where it sits on the cliff.
The air around is crisp and clear,
the favorite weather of a baby deer,
who wakes as the snowflakes fall on his face,
and scampers to the flower with a lengthy pace.
But, alas, his flower is nearly gone,
for winter is finally singing its song.
The baby deer sits and watches the flower wither
as snowflakes fall here and hither.
The deer cries a song of great sorrow,
hoping his flower will come back tomorrow.
But tomorrow is here and there is no flower.
The baby deer sighs and waits for the next April shower.
So do you think it’s any good?