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The Flower (poem)

Updated on January 11, 2016

Oh lonely flower drifting in the sand

What melancholy memory

Has sent you sailing back to me

Perhaps only a tear can see

How things got out of hand


The hour my sweet flower is less grand

The band has lost the melody

Which often set our passions free

And as we waited patiently

How things got out of hand


We danced all night and through our day

Held all the world within our sway

And for the seasons of dismay

Another kiss was on its way


My flower without dreams the world turns bland

Now moments drag on endlessly

Are not delights they used to be

It’s there we lost our clarity

How things got out of hand


We danced through night to greet our day

And from our sides why would we stray

And for each season set astray

Another kiss was on its way


We danced that night and met our day

When gentle whispers would betray

And seasons took my kiss away

I love you dear was all I’d say


Sweet flower did it end as you had planned

Alone with me beside a sea

Which reaches through eternity

In search of lost forgotten key

How things got out of hand

How things got out of hand


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      Gypsy Rose Lee 2 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      A lovely and most expressive poem.

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      Shauna L Bowling 2 years ago from Central Florida

      Martin, this is beautiful. I felt the emotion and the longing, regret and questions.