i cherish petals of affection
tenderly capturing it
in a potpourri of dreams
colourful declarations of love
trimmed with the ribbons
of devotion
my dainty pansies
~ slowly turning
into antique pearls ~
line sweet rememberance
cup your hands:
my tears
are not destined
for this for ever thirsty Earth
an enchanted melody
evaporates from your fingertips ~
the Essence of Eternity
beautiful piece
In its metaphoric reality and balladic conceptions a tender melody and "potpourri of dreams" captures one's soul in this poem: This, for me, defines the "sweet rememberance" of "KEEPSAKE BOUQUET". And if I may mutter, with benumbing enchantment: May these "declarations of love" and ribbons of devotion' outlive the monuments of stone and time. Humanity will surely be better off with them in Myra's cupped-up hands of love and abundant care. Ugonna