my bluebell

Poem by: nighthawk

Summary

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

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Submitted: April 04, 2012

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Submitted: April 04, 2012

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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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my bluebell my bluebell

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Genre: Poetry

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