In That Hour Of Flowers Comments

lovely poem and spring is my favourite season so this line makes the whole poem lovely and tenderful... **KoNi**

Dear Uriah, This is a tender and loving poem. Everything changes, but with some great fortune, two hearts can accept one another's changes and maintain, but many more cannot and change at different rates, resulting in relationships such as the one you mourn here: Well-written, heart-centered and compassionate. Best, Hugh

yes flowers in the spring flowers in the fall, flowers that seem to call young lovers into a secret room where they embrace only God knows why Elvis

Perfect hours of flowers like that do seem very slippery and transient, don't they? Guess that's why we have to enjoy them right then and there and not think too much about that 'sepia autumn' (beautiful metaphor) that's right around the corner. Enjoyed it a lot.

There are hours that shine forever in the landscapes of the mind..Lovely poem.. Kind regards, Sandra