Yerk of Jolly

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Commercial Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Have you ever given a rose to someone for someone's joy?
But have you ever thought of that rose?

Yerk of Jolly-I

One fine dawn,

Sun has come and gone,

Under the clouds,

Dark and thundering loud.


That early morning,

Every flower was yearning--

Looking up at sky,

For rain to wet their eyes.


That scene was beautiful,

As if that day was yule,

But something was going wrong,

A flower was missing that song.


I asked that rose,

"Why are you so sad?

Why  don't you want--

To be very glad,

On this rainy day;

Leading to happiest way."


Looking sadly at earth,

That red rose answered--

"I am missing my friend,

Without whom I can never play,

Even in this rain at  the end ,

Of this unusual  May.


I looked beside,

A flower was took off;

I understood he was cut off;

As the stem end was rough.


I asked her,"Who has stolen,

Your friend from you?"

"A very mad lover;

To treat his love flu".

As she replied ,she also cried.

I could not watch--

So nice flower upset,

Helplessly I walked away in slow gait;

Thinking that what should I have tried.


Submitted: April 21, 2012

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