I have no power
Find me wherever I might reach a shower
Your garden or perchance a field
Come and join me
You may lay beside me for a hour
I ask that you not crush me for then I would be dour
Pluck me to sniff
I yield but only for a wiff
Perhaps you wish me to adorn you
To make a look beyond compare
Careful I do not thorn you
Please have a care
In times of strife you may pass me to a loved one to eliminate their dread
I could invent on their face a smile
You could paint me on your dead
Perhaps their beauty will last a while
I told you I have no power
But behold me a single solemn flower
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Solemn is a good word. I like the way you describe things, very innovative.
i really loved this , great write
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