A flower grows
Burgeoned by the Dawn.
In the Garden of Eden
A flower blooms alone.
It dances with the Moonlight
It imbibes Heaven’s dew.
Mute, but it sings.
You can hear its song
Within your heart,
For this is not an ordinary flower;
It’s your flower
And it’s yours alone,
Just as the Rose
Was Little Prince’s betrothed.
- Author: Joakim Bergen ( Offline)
- Published: December 14th, 2022 13:55
- Category: Love
- Views: 4
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.