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Best Poems About / On FLOWER
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A Beautiful Flower Blooming
A withered flower blooming again
breeze shook the flower
the sun is shining on flower
rain water to wash the dust-filled flower
abort storm petals
storm that renders the flower petals
polling beetle sucking painful
flower that bloom so bright today
beauty exudes an aura of coolness of the beholder
spread the fragrance that invites a bee to touch
although many other flowers around it
bees sucking the flower first
choose to suck and touch the flower
lately the flower
always bloom radiate beauty
a bee was not able to get away from the flower
a bee sucking the beautiful bloomington
always produce the honey taste good
really beautiful relationship between the flower and bee
both are very compatible and complement each other
meti Rahmawati
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FLOWER - FLOWER LOVE
flower - flower love
flower - flower love
I come with flower and love
into your life that's full of hope
flower - flower love
I bring you flower and love
as a truth of my heart that never drop
I am a butterfly for you
with blackish orange in colours on me
I will never fly away from you
and never stop watching over you
for
flower - flower love
you are my flower
and you are my love
juahta sitepu
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I'll Give You A Flower, Mother
Ill give you a flower, mother
Ill give you a flower, dear
For life is but a garden
To children of 5 years
Ill give you a flower, mother
Ill give you a flower, dear
For to a bride, theyre lovely
Mother, hold your tears
Ill give you a flower, mother
Ill give you a flower, dear
Ill lay it in your sweet hands
For our time has disappeared
Ill give you a flower, mother
Ill give you a flower, dear
When I see you there at heaven
When my times done here
Whitney Albright
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The Dead Flower Bed
The Dead Flower Bed
The Dead Flower Bed
A Flower Loves
Eye saw the flower bed as eye walked bye it looked so empty after storm has come, on close inspection there was three plants still thriving there in hopefullness and love, whiteflower looking all better, one purple flower plant blossoming, and a forelorn dandylion
without seeds but steadfast in his love in the center of the flower bed between the daughter and his love, after bad weather gone.
Love remains the flowers fade but love still stays even inside the dead flower bed. A flower loves.
Charles Hice
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