Flowers Can Be
Floral fragrances fill the air
Lost memories appear everywhere.
Originally starting out as seeds
Wither without water and sun to feed.
Every morning they open up
Reminders of drinks taken from lifes cup.
Sent to show someone that you care
Caressing the senses, standing fair.
A flower to mark both joys and pain
Needing only soil, sun and rain.
Blossoming beauty ripe to be picked
Evoking emotions no one can predict.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2012
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