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Sunday, February 22, 2009

FLOWER

Like a pearl among rags,
You in this world
Looking like a nag
With your looks so cold.

For us to pen
A graceful satire,
Standing in the den
Enclasped with fire.

She was like a rose
Standing in solitude,
Swaying with a pose
Along with the tide.

She's clothed in austere
Appearing for temptation.
Her heart was pure-
What a rare combination.

Standing over the grass
With her head in the air
Like a lass
Teasing for flair.

In this modern age,
With a smiling face,
Many to challenge
In isolated vase.

Rays finds it's way
For it to shine
All day
Least it can dine.

The roots are too short
For the ground is large,
It looks so smart
With water in the barge.

A horse came trotting
Through the garden,
The bees started buzzing
And vanished off in a sudden.

A vulture hovering over
To see the animals quiver,
When he comes lower
Down the spine runs a shiver.

When plucked at last,
I found none to mourn.
She left so fast
For it was born..........

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