Choose Not To Be the Flower
Choose not to be the flower
But choose the stem
The stem holds the bloom again and again
From the first bud unfurling
To the last petal
Earth-bound hurling
The steps you waltzed with that one are forgotten now
But next spring a new love will arrive
Once again the wind will dance you
And you shall feel alive
Teach shy petals to welcome the butterfly
They will carry your pollen unimaginably high
In the end you’ll loose her and all that she brought
Yet next season who would have thought
An even more beautiful rose will arrive
Surely from dreams does her beauty derive.
Copyright © Grace Watkins | Year Posted 2009
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