You sowed your seed a long time agoThe years have proven you knew how to growYour flower blooms year after yearBut it's not planted in the groundAnd there's no water to be foundIt's nourished by the falling of my tearsThe day you said goodbyeWas the day I learned to cryNever imagining it would blossom for so longStill deep within my weedsA beautiful memory thrives and feedsThis flower of you is still so true and strong
08/02/1979
I like the rhyme scheme you used a lot :)
Nicely done Thomas..A sadness I'm familiar with indeed.
A sweet smelling flower, for sure. Beautiful job. :)