I always knew that today
is, was and forever will be
Yesterday's tomorrow
She called me up,
Happy, sad and blessed
To thank me for the flowers...
Sitting pretty amongst her garden
She feeds them love with a little water,
From the showering clouds above
Covering them with sweet fondness and faithful tears...
Basking in the warmth of her Sun,
They unfold like her children
Sprouting up to the heavens....
Rooting deep within her soil
Becoming
Cycling
Eclipsing
Dividing
g r o w i n g
glowing, gratefully
Radiating
before her very eyes...
she called me,
Just So I would know
'thank you for the flowers'
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