Wednesday, October 21, 2015

For Her

One day a flower bloomed in me,
Bright and bold and strong;
And as it grew it's petals spread
To show me all its form.

I looked upon the beauty there
And every time gave thanks,
Seeing that it's presence
Was a special joy, unmatched.

As time went past, the bloom would change,
Always a surprise,
Yet never ceased to bring a smile
As love grew, deep and wide.

I tried to care as best I could
For such a wondrous gift,
And hoped to nurture all it held,
To help it truly live.

As it grew I saw it less
But held within my heart
The promise of this special one
I hoped would not depart.

They say to love is to let go,
But with regret I miss
The color and the wonder
Of the life I shared life with.

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