Alone,
Cold November night's.
For me,
No one's here to keep me warm,
Nor hear my song's.
A single flower,
I will keep inside my room.
Upon my window, sealed.
And you will never know,
I'm not alone.
And if you decide to come,
Come inside.
My bed is much to large,
To sleep alone.
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Single flower keeps inside with warm emotion is amazing with imagery of this poem.10