To Ms. Violet:
Please forgive my delay
In waiting for this day
I hope you’ve been fine
But while there’s still time
I’ve one last prayer to say
There in the rain and sun
Before we came undone
Lie flora and friends
But there on both ends
You alone are the one
Flawless roses galore
Flawlessly gnaw at my core
Though you were no rose
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You became something much more
No, a rose wasn’t you
But still your righteous thorns grew
And while I digress
I ought to confess
I guess I had mine too
Receding like the tide
When our common waters dried
And I don’t object
But no one is correct
When our very roots have died
But for every regret
I could never forget
Whose colorful ways
In sweet summer days?
Only you, Ms. Violet
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