FLOWER GARDEN

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A COMING TOGETHER

Walking in a garden,
on a summer day,
viewing the flowers,
growing along the way.
A silent raindrop fell,
the past came rushing
through,
every pretty blossom,
reminded me of you.
Leaving the flower garden,
I paused to take a look,
picked a yellow rosebud,
placed it between the pages
the pages of my book.

(c) copyright heather burns

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Afzal Shauq's picture

hmmm colors and beauty touch your heart..yeah, being a poetess of life..you have too...love this poem and your aesthetic sense too..appreciate your way of writing sure