Flowers
Rainbows sit inside of the dew
the dew that sits on petals of velvet
gone is the icy chill that made lips turn blue
all things alive are green and new
Pollen is spread from one buzzing bee
sunny rays shine down on his yellow and black jacket
flying from one to another and then he’s seen three!
Oh this life is so happy, alive and free
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Lilies sit where the heart once beat
hands clasped in an eternal peace
as the pipes all play, with the ground she meets
petals falling down in a lovely white sheet
tears falling from closed and quiet eyes
drop onto petals, it never will cease
around the stone grows a colorful disguise
one meets the ground as they meet the sky.
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