Does flowers blossom, sprang
In spring to say I have come of age
And my time is now, this is my moment
I would be the brightest sparkle
So soft on the eye and scented
With aroma that drives birds
And bees, butterflies and ladybirds
To my nectar, I will be the essence
Of romance and the cherry
Of every celebrated occasion
Blowing candles on cake
I will mark laughter
I will mark joy
I will mark sorrow, for love lost
I will mark remembrance, for dearly days
A touch on petals, oh a touch to have on petals
Will announce how delicate my heart is
Sensitive and in need of care
And I will be ushered such care.
Moments; what time in the day
Does a flower wither and fade
Is it announced with notice and count down
Is there a bell ring, on the hour to say
That, that time is here, that time is now.
Does the sun find shade behind the moon
To shadow its spots light
As a sign of respect, at curtains call; moments
Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI like the part about "Does the sun find shade", I have seriously never thought about the sun finding any shade, although if I was to ever go to the sun I think I would want lots of shade. I also have never really thought much about when a flower dies. It just seems like once it has been cut off the plant that it is slowly dying from that point on.
ReplyDeleteI like how you make me think about these things.
Happy Theme Thursday, thanks for sharing this poem with us.
God bless.
Well said!
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