Roll Me Over Poem by Francie Lynch
Roll Me Over
I've heard and read lovers recite
On love about their love;
… a full petalled blossom
in a silver vase...
Trite, I thought,
and so blase.
If what I recall is true.
I see my lover more like clover,
Spreading along a tree laden brook,
On a pathway through sun-streamed woods;
Spreading, thriving, covering green,
A more vibrant, living floral scene,
Trite... right?
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5/2/2024 3:20:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful lines and the metaphor..the living floral scene which last long in the heart and mind