Flower
Sitting there I couldn't help but stare.
Her beauty was beyond compare.
She sat so elegantly within the crowd.
Neither shameful or proud.
She radiated such vibrance, just sublime.
Its as if she had her very own Ray; of sunshine.
Her arms stretched, as if to welcome all
She was magnificent, even though she was small.
Oh colorful beauty! Let me look upon thee
Perhaps, just maybe you're looking back at me.
Our moment in that garden
My forwardness, you may have to pardon.
Just one last glance, before I go
Just exquisite my darling, how you glow.
But alas, like all good things my time is spent
Remembering that day, into the garden I went.
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