No Blue Flowers
There are no blue flowers
he says with certainty,
still running after shadows
and chasing fading dreams
of morning meadows.
I will never give you poems,
or words I love ~
you stole my heart and soul!
Thank God for the quiet time,
and flowers talking in notes of every color.
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