Paul Cutting

(11/26/58 / New Haven CT)

Flower


who has awaken me from my slumber,
is it but the sun that shines upon my face,
or is it my Friend the bees that doth drink from me
may be its the rain that brings me drink this day
or have I been awaken to the hummingbird at play
that fans my peddles on this wondrous summer day
or am I dreaming of what the day will bring
ether way I will Stretch forth my stem and leaves and sing
Drink in this day as the due drops melt away
to make the best of this place were I will stay
for all of my life for as many days

Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2009

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  • Eyan Desir (9/21/2009 7:22:00 PM)

    How long did you live as a flower?
    thanks for making us know how life is
    good write (Report) Reply

  • Patti Masterman (9/18/2009 8:15:00 AM)

    Love the delicate language that's here and love the last lines, very skillful:
    'to make the best of this place were I will stay
    for all of my life for as many days. ' (Report) Reply

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