A Sad Letter On The Altar Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Sad Letter On The Altar
Hey! My haughty red Rose you are still in secured with the brother thorns.
Why is the favoritism on the boisterous Hornet, Wasp, and Bee?
You always give highest marks for them but the harmless black ant last in the class.
Please do remember this humble letter,
As far as the delicious nectar remains
Those selfish lovers flutter around you but they never bother
When you wither, only the poor ants live on withered flowers.
To Sandra Fowler, I take this opportunity to wish you
'Many happy returns of the day.'
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5/2/2024 3:36:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you for wishing me many happy returns of the day. Your poem gift is received and appreciated. Your work is always uniquely your own. May your pen be blessed. Warm regards, Sandra