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A Flower For The '20s
**i wrote this for a class assignment and it turned out better than I expected, and so I would like to share it on poetrysoup. enjoy!**
Standing behind the counter
Of my mother's flower shop
Watching people walking by
Caring nothing for a stop
At Blooming May's little corner flower shop
Months went by
Years
Yet I'm still standing here
Selling almost nothing at my mother's flower shop
Then one day
A rush of air
Footsteps sounding
Loud and clear
Come customers stopping by at my mother's flower shop!
For fathers,
Mothers,
Friends, sisters,
And brothers,
Husbands, wives,
And sweethearts
Buying pieces
And parts
At my mother's blooming little corner flower shop.
Evening came and found
My pocket full of pennies
I think I shall give a flower
For the Roaring Twenties.
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