Flowers
I do not like flowers in the house
because they remind me of funerals
Of weddings too; a bride's bouquet closely knit
tightly bound with silk ribbons; tighly held.
Flowers make me sad
and still I like to see them
painted on walls on which
I can't smell their scent nor touch their petals
but only see their colors fade
as the light reflected on the wall cover my face
and tears roll down like rose petals
to the bottom of the Earth when saying the last goodbye
flowers with message cards to those who've departed
put inside coffins, inside graves
and on top of their new and forever homes
that is why I do not like flowers
inside houses of people who are alive
Copyright © Wathuto Pearl David | Year Posted 2011
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