I miss kissing the flowers November ran them away My lips are lonely lips until my blooms return in May Her breezes will sing perfume heralding the petals' return Naked blossoms clad again In hues the hummingbirds yearn And my friends the flowers, Tigerlily, Honeysuckle, and Rose will keep me company til their faces are once more hidden within the snows
I miss kissing the flowers
November ran them away
My lips are lonely lips
until my blooms return in May
Her breezes will sing perfume
heralding the petals' return
Naked blossoms clad again
In hues the hummingbirds yearn
And my friends the flowers,
Tigerlily, Honeysuckle, and Rose
will keep me company til their faces
are once more hidden within the snows
01/30/2003
Author's Note: I love flowers...
Posted on 01/31/2003Copyright © 2024 Melina Raven Maness Diebold
hmm, yes. Spring is the best time of year with all the new flowers. Good poem.
petals upon lips are the sweetest feeling, you've reminded me of that with your delicate poem
