Love Without Hope
Love without Hope Oh, even the sunflowers could not cope,
for their precious petals long to be plucked, from your love-me-not touch.
Can you not hear their slender green stalks, sway so bashfully,
with echoes of that recess kid fantasy Pick Me Pick Me!
Written March 30th, 2016
For the Love Without Hope Contest Hosted by Sarah Kendrick
Placed 6th
Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2016
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