Gift of Love
This flower, a token
From me, to you
A symbol of love
To brighten your eyes
To lighten your heart
Together we can watch
As it fades and droops
And petals shed
Water greens and stagnates
Dust settles on its ragged remains
Until one day it rests
Amongst the days detritus
Is it a symbol still?
From me, to you
A symbol of love
To brighten your eyes
To lighten your heart
Together we can watch
As it fades and droops
And petals shed
Water greens and stagnates
Dust settles on its ragged remains
Until one day it rests
Amongst the days detritus
Is it a symbol still?
10 comments:
I have always said this too, why give flowers the things die....why not give something kewl, but NOO....no one listens to me, give me flowers it dies and then I leave you capiche:)...
Fake flowers for etain, it looks like...
dried flowers a symbol for sure. very artistic.
Flowers, I can take em or leave em. Most of the time, I don't get the choice.
such is life..good work.
Thanks Blue, nice to see you popping in again :)
whahahaha...bsj....wowi...cocaine...preserved...artistic is good:)
ouch.
lol, wasn't meant to be an ouch :)
but yes, I can see how it is...
And I now see how it needn't be an ouch. :-)
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