Is It Poetry (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)
I Never Knew
Lifting me up even higher is this where.
Heavan only knows touching the sun.
Walking by, silenly past petals open.
As could I and so do you, turn the page.
Sunflowers open and seem to know.
What I never knew, what I never show,
You, somehow found time to grow.
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