I Plucked The Flower Poem by Vera Sidhwa
I Plucked The Flower
I Plucked the Flower
I plucked the flower of origination,
The first that bloomed in my garden.
But I planted it back,
So it would look pretty again.
Why I plucked that flower,
I knew but I shouldn't have done so.
I liked that flower,
In that garden.
Nowadays,
I just gaze at them,
One by one,
And they gaze back at me.
Saturday, July 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: plants
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5/7/2024 4:04:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
One by one! Witht he muse of life and love. Nice work.