The Florist by the Sea
By JPYoung
Next to the café where he had his tea,
Dwelt the magical Florist by the Sea.
‘Our friends haven’t wants; their needs are higher.
They love our blooms and buy with desire!’
*
Her eyes shone as bright as a sunny day.
Her clothes more brilliant than any bouquet.
Her keen knowledge was strong, her wit was sharp,
Her voice was melodious as a harp…
*
The amazing young Florist by the Sea,
The loveliest one he ever did see,
Watched him as he proudly entered her shop.
The world stood still; time came to a stop…
*
‘I want a wedding none have seen before.
I will pay for your work; I am not poor.’
‘Have you any plans?’, the florist replied,
‘Get ready for this!’, her customer sighed.
*
‘I want flowers so grand none will forget,
An extravaganza, not just a bit!
For our wedding I want flowers all ‘round
Garlands to each side, bouquets on the ground!’
*
‘What do you think? Have you any fine schemes?’
She responded, ‘I have wonderful dreams!’
‘Tonight, I’ll speak to my great subconscious.
‘Tomorrow noon we’ll discuss plans for us!’
*
All were surprised at the flowers they found.
Flowers weren’t at the sides, they weren’t around.
All gazed at the beauty they came upon.
Lo! The hanging gardens of Babylon!
*
Blooms hung from the ceiling cascading down,
Blazing flowers made a rainbow in town!
Red, white and pink blooms dangled from above,
Equalled feelings of the couple in love.
*
Two beauties marched up the holy aisle.
One lead the bride; she wore a great smile.
‘Who is that flower girl?’ ‘Who can she be?’
Mum replied, ‘Just our Florist by the Sea!’
FIN
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