i don’t pick flowers (i thought of you)

So here’s a nice little sweet piece. I was inspired to write it after a morning run with my friend Chell~b. Our course was next to a field of flowers. I never was the one to ‘pick’ flowers for someone, but when I saw how beautiful these were, I felt this strong desire to share them with another friend. And well, this poem came along also. Enjoy.

i don’t pick flowers (i thought of you)

i don’t pick flowers
for friends,
’cause they always die.
…flowers that is…
i mean, they’re lovely but
they only last
for a passing moment in time.

so
for loved ones,
i don’t give flowers
’cause petals don’t remain.
they wither and welt
and in an instant
after being picked,
their splendor
isn’t sustained.

and then,
i saw them.
then,
my thoughts changed.

when i saw them
they were sooo beautiful
when they came into view
and they brought
the initial thought
of
you.

and like i said
when i saw them
they were sooo
full of beauty,
that without a doubt
i knew
what i had to do.

so i picked
some flowers
just for you.

and now
i realized
why
people pick flowers
for loved ones
from the side
when they’re just
passing by

it’s ’cause
there is no better way
to say
i thought of you today,
even if
just
for a passing moment
in time.

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