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my bluebell

Poetry By: nighthawk

beauty in a flower,dreaming of a love that is not yours.

Submitted:Apr 4, 2012    Reads: 28    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

My bluebell.

Oh pretty bluebell,

Like a jewel on the forest floor.

Shall I pick just one of you?

Shall I pick more?

Beauty to the eye you are,

Yet so soon you are gone.

I will hold you to my heart a while,

A last dream, just one.

Each spring you come,

I wait for you each time,

Just for little while I hold my love,

But only you bluebell can be mine.


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