Flower Sympathizer Poem by Charles WOO

Last night, the blast nearly ruined the blossom bush.
Helpless flowers fell on the ground after the ambush.
Some of them were carried away by water running.
Inhaling the fragrance, I found some still remaining.
To bury them, I dug the soil which shedded tear.
A funeral poem was chanted when the tomb did appear.
I could not utter a word but made a deep sigh.
In silence, I heard the forest birds did sadly cry.

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