Randy McClave Poems
|1441.||Knowing Of A Tree||7/27/2009|
|1443.||A Child And A Gun||5/29/2018|
|1446.||Then He Cried||3/6/2018|
|1447.||Bring Me Flowers||8/7/2009|
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Bring Me Flowers
Bring me flowers when I am living
Don't bring me them when I am dead,
Let me enjoy them in the giving
My mother always had said.
Let me hold them in my hands
And smell their fragrant scent,
Then I will reminisce of different lands
Before; I am heaven sent.
I will reflect back when I was young
Or, I might think back not long ago,
When I walked underneath the sun
Or, when I felt the wind as it blowed.
Bring me flowers when I am here
Please don't wait until I am gone,
So, I might reflect to a different year
And my memories will last on.
I am happy for your cheer
I am joyous for my tear,
Your future has now been activated
Today, you have graduated.
With your diploma in you hand
To the world you will now make your stand,
So, toss your cap into the air
Where it lands, only you know where.
Your future now lays straight up ahead