Flowers

I picked flowers
The green and blue
they were for you

The sun and dew
Made for few
thoughts of future
and splitting of two

I walked the sun
The rays they run
a distance of none
to show how slow
love comes to go

Catching flight
to infinite light
Bouncing stars
return from far
Precious sees
hanging on trees
leaves
strains of past
Making for last
impressions of grandeur
Standing still
the will
to cling the promise of forever

I picked flowers
The green and blue
they were for you

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