Unique
There’s this flower in my garden
But I didn’t plant there, you see
It stands alone among the others
As if it were meant for only me
It stands so proud, so tall, yet wild
It smells so great and sweet
That flower growing wild in my garden
Remains this gardener’s treat
Of brightest colors, unwavering stem
It is a type I do not know
But love, yes I love to watch this flower
As in this world, it grows
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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