And He Is... / The Violet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
For my boyfriend :)

Submitted: February 13, 2013

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I was a lonely flower.
Dying under a bucket that some little boy kicked over me to replace my sunshine.
I was a sad excuse for a beautiful beauty.
A fragile twisted wilting Violet that no one else thought fit for saving.
That no one else thought to replenish.
No one else thought to water.
No one else thought to find out what treasures lie beneath that black bucket.
And he was a curious mind, A boy brave enough to lift the bucket and reveal the mystery of it's underside.
A gardener who replenished me, and watered me.
And he was my sunshine.
He was the cause of my growth, he Called me a perfect violet .
And he stood and watched my stem grow from the sidelines.
Cheering me on he was my hero support .
He is the cause of my glow
He taught me that beauty is not defined by the length of a girls hair.
But in the radiance she excretes.
He told me everyday that I was as radiant as the sun he blessed me with.
He taught me what love was and how it had no limits
And if love had to...
It would wait for you, for months on end...
Until you remember who you left your heart with.
And where your gardener lives, when your petals start drooping low.
And he is, my boyfriend
And he is James.
And I...
Am the perfect violet....
...that he saved.


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