Garden Flower Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Garden Flower



Garden Flower

That garden flower,
It peeked at me,
As if it were in glee,
To glance at me.

I pretended not to look back,
But of no avail.
It knew what I was trying to do.
It knew, it knew.

Then I turned around to leave.
I was flattered by that garden flower.
It was so beautiful,
But it's attention on me showered.

Thank-you, garden flower,
For beautifying my life.

Thursday, October 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: paradise
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