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Sonnet (LT) (standard:poetry, 119 words)
Author: Richard ToddAdded: Oct 13 2000Views/Reads: 3385/8Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A poem about a love that never happened.

I put the flowers you gave me when you came 

Into a glass when I gave back the vase 

That wasn't mine. It never was the same. 

The happy petals spoiled and fell because 

They had no roots. What might have been was spent 

On fussy care and wordy wear. And yet 

I kept them in the glass still when you went 

And drank their fading smiles with fond regret: 

I'm not to be the sunny sky to you, 

The silky soil that sifts between your toes; 

There's warmth, but little fire to see us through 

That dewey night that opens friendship's rose. 

But when cut flowers die, there's not much pain, 

What blossomed once may elsewhere bloom again. 


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