Flowers Of The Wild Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Flowers Of The Wild



Flowers of the Wild


Flowers of the wild,
Meant much to me.
My eyesight was filled with,
Beauty you see.

When I wasn't well,
I looked at them.
When I was tired,
I gazed at them.

Flowers of the wild,
Meant much to me.
My eyes were filled with,
Flowers you see.

I saw the flowers,
Disappear one day.
They internalized and in my heart did lay.
The flowers of my heart lay happy.

Friday, May 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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