Yet encircled by delicate flowers
Forwarning the plea
'handle with care'
Tulips and daisies,
They all vanish
Come winter's cue
How to stroke each individual petal
By now, he knew.
Except the rambling vines
That encased his home
Unheralded, aimlessly they roam
He enabled himself to nurture them
For nothing but the promise, he found
That they will infact stay with him
All year round.
Poetry by Esunis
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Written on 2013-11-03 at 19:54
Tags Flowers  Love  Beautiful
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