are you
the slightest bit
of my favourite old
marigold?

yes, you were
you were marigold all around
bloomed awake all year round
but my beloved summer bloom
left my heart a bit too soon

marigold and its fair beauty
is not as pretty
as i always knew they would be

marigold and its golden locks bloom free
was never fragrant
as i always believed it would be

marigold fitted in early morning's gown
was never sweet
as honey tainted were their crowns

you are
every bit of marigold
that slipped between my bedroom door
and in my gardens marigold tore

you are
every bit of marigold
my favourite bloom in vase displays
in bundles of little amber bouquets

and so do my marigolds wilt fast
golden yellow will be
unpolished brass
these soils take them home
back as seeds in beds of river foams

"goodbye to my
-beloved marigold"
is what i should've said
a long time ago

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