Ode To Flowers - Poem by cristina briseno
To the things that make us smile
The tears of joy they make a mother shed
An ode to the flowers who make us sniffle but mesmerize us at the same time.
Ode to the flowers
Who fill the Mountains, Meadows, and Fields with color.
Ode to the flowers the gifts we give and get.
Saying get well or I love you.
To the most beautiful things on Earth.
Ode to the flowers those little friends we take for granted.
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