A Flower


I saw a flower blossomed in June

Widely opened and scented with perfume

The honey bees hovering thus drawn to its scent

And of its sweet and juicy content.


It is hand painted in lilac that is smeared in yellow

Each petal perfectly lined and cushioned as a pillow

Its long slim stem clothed in green

That which upholds the flower for all to see.


The true lifespan is unknown to man or scientist

Through nature's decision its life is not calculated

Even for death nature plays its part

But its life is much surer than a broken heart


The flower which i saw that blossomed in June

Happy, fair, honest and true

Concerned with no sadness or distress like the flower in June.

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