Lorene Kinsey

Rookie - 0 Points (12/21/1979 / Georgia)

Pressed Flowers Or Pressed Fairies - Poem by Lorene Kinsey

Pressed flowers or pressed fairies,
it’s all the same to me,
a dream inside the pages of a book,
screaming to bring back a memory.
Of love or congratulations
or a quick and sudden end,
of friendly words and loving thoughts,
or of dear last moments
with what she thought was a friend.

Oh, give me that book,
to show my precious prize,
a simple gift of love
or the one of the fairy’s demise.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 8, 2011

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