The Flowers
By Oliver
Once a day I find my past,
Wondering if it will last,
In the night I stay awake,
Wondering if my heart will break,
I ride down the empty path,
Where I might find my wrath,
In my eyes I see,
The bumblebee,
Follow it to the end,
I find it near the river bend,
I start to see flowers,
Unaware of my powers,
Only time will tell,
If my heart fell,
The flowers I see,
Surrounded by a eucalyptus tree,
A girl giving a prayer,
Beauty like the cold air,
Snow is falling in the night,
As the girl look ready to fight,
I ask her what is wrong,
The answer was like a song,
“Shift and shake I know,
But never the true ago,
I search in fact,
Of my pact,
Alone I will stay,
Up until this very day,
Send the sign,
I walk a line,
Take a walk at this hour,
And don’t forget to smell the flowers.”
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