Dear Flower
Color and scent
So hard to forget.
Yet I am persistent so
Trying to dim this heart's glow.
Although I still clutch
You're so hard to touch,
So with frail hands I reach
Calling out with soft speech.
I want to hold you,
But you don't have a clue.
This letter I write
So that I may be in your sight.
My Flower is a star.
I am near yet afar.
Now I sadly regret
In lonely retrospect.
Copyright © Sarah Yaelle | Year Posted 2018
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