Flower

by darksoul   Mar 23, 2006


The flower that blossoms on sweet summers may

will eventually grow and bloom beautifully one day

a flower that blooms tis like a young girl

or the most magnificant shell with a opal pearl

all will grow into the most beautiful things

so beautiful tis make the heart sing

as when time will come for them to wither and decay

there seeds will flousih and soar away

away to the sky where they belong

and everything left behind will sing a song

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