I would like to pass by your life,
as a beautiful flower that
hung in your life's garden,
And leave a fragrance
that will last you forever.
My leaves may wither,
My flowers may drop,
But never mind,
My seeds will sprout again
to soothe your life,
Heal your wounds,
and broken heart,
with my presence and fragrance.
I would that you understand
and nurture me,
Water me,
Dress me as you would
dress a beautiful garden,
For maybe this,
or another season,
you may or may
not perceive my fragrance,
but I will always return to
heal you of your infirmities.
I only ask that you care
a little bit more like I did.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.
Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 3:36 PM UTC
I would like to pass by your life,
as a beautiful flower that
hung in your life's garden,
And leave a fragrance
that will last you forever.
My leaves may wither,
My flowers may drop,
But never mind,
My seeds will sprout again
to soothe your life,
Heal your wounds,
and broken heart,
with my presence and fragrance.
I would that you understand
and nurture me,
Water me,
Dress me as you would
dress a beautiful garden,
For maybe this,
or another season,
you may or may
not perceive my fragrance,
but I will always return to
heal you of your infirmities.
I only ask that you care
a little bit more like I did.
© 2017, Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.
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