HE BROUGHT ME FLOWERS

by Dhaye
He brought me flowers last year
Three flowers on Valentine
It's obvious he meant he loves me
Though he didn't give a line

He brought me flowers last month
Seven flowers on a January eve
I asked him what he meant there
He said, "I love you so much, don't leave"

He brought me flowers last week
Six flowers on my birthday
"Why six? " I asked him softly
"I love you forever, please stay"

He brought me flowers this morning
Many flowers on February
But I cannot ask him anymore
When in his eyes those tears I see

He brought me flowers with love
On my grave, now it's all I have...
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samewriter

samewriter

December 13, 2015 - 15:56 why does it has to end up so sad :( but it is a good poem, really..
Dhaye

Dhaye

December 14, 2015 - 02:32 Thank you. Just musing on sadness...

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