A floral arrangement is amidst
Colors beyond any ever seen
So vibrant are the petals
From stems to buds it seduces
Let the flowers flourish you
Let them warm you with their radiance
Embrace their influence as they embrace your care.
I wish to water the flowers with affection
But there is a shade, a thorn.
I cannot get too close.
For now, I may only view from afar.
And seize what it is I can
Until the Spring brings blossoms
New essences are born
Then, I will be there. I will be there.
Comments about this poem (The Florist by MichaelFrancis Heineman )
Top 500 Poems
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
William Ernest Henley
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings