Gather me a bouquet
Of mauve colored Clover
And Queen Ann Lace.
Pick it from our favorite place,
Where treasurered moments
were spent with you,
Amongst flowers of delicate hues
under skys of softest blue,
Where you whispered,
I love you.
May your words
Float on gentle winds
Bending Clover and Queen Ann Lace
That still blooms,
In that treasurered glade.
Whispering winds
Tell me
our love
will never fade.
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