Attentive expressions, befalling
deaf ears,
Unfolding petals, reluctant to
hear.
Saddened stems bend in despair,
Dewdrops portray, misty air.
Amid the noonday, sultry sky,
Silently observing rosettes cry.
Contained within it's homeland,
I touched,
A beautiful blossom, I admire
so much,
(c) copyright heather burns
Ask Dr. Washington Carver, "The man who talks to the flowers",
written by Glen Clark. A rose can hear and may be know!
Congratulation!
rose
hey, thanks alot for reading and commenting...
this poem is twenty years old...