Petals At Our Feet. Poem by john (called jack) wren

Petals At Our Feet.



Flower picked, petals plucked
Floating one by one,
Down upon this very spot
Shyness all undone.

To love thee, to love thee not,
When young eyes meet,
To love thee, to love thee not,
Petals at our feet.

Laughing gaily at the time
So young and innocent,
As our hearts forever bind
This lasting monument.

Sunday, July 25, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood
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plucking petals when a child
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