Love Is Like a Flower
Love is like a flower,
It will grow and live;
Beauty to the beholder
Its offering to give.
As it grows older,
Therein the problem lies;
Its beauty doth fade,
It withers and dies.
Yet remember always
In the mists of gloom;
Hope springs eternal,
A flower again may bloom.
Copyright © Ashley Lowery | Year Posted 2005
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