So Many Flowers Poem by Hm. Nes

So many flowers in the neighbor's lawn
Their fragrance sweet, and my soul longs
To pluck their stems, to take them home
None else but I to own

None else to share, nor beauty taste
Feel gentle touch upon my face
In peaceful silence share embrace
No love compares to this

And yet the neighbor holds the hose
That waters what is his. He knows
My heart is full, my passion flows
To hold what is not mine

The gentle blossoms, delicate
More rich than all the world. Regret
Pours over every thought of mine,
As flowers fade with time.