Flowers of Love
Bring me flowers while I am still alive....please
don't wait until I die.
It does not matter where they come from...
a field or florist, even, if it is only one.
Just one single flower, you brought to me, for
no special reason, just that you love me.
Please don't wait for death to come over me, and
then bring flowers for others to see.
Simple little flowers that grow everywhere...
would show me now, how much you care.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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