Violets short poem

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Roses are red and violets are blue,
I’ve run out of violets, for the violets were you.
Since the roses turned black the flowers have died,
You left me on my doorstep, you saw that I cried.

But lilies turn yellow when the sun is shining bright,
And maples grow tall and they’ll reach great heights.
Clovers are lucky giving hope day after day,
And I find myself smiling as we go our separate ways.

Tulips are beauty mixed with mystery and fear,
As you wander there hopeless for I’m no longer here.
Roses are red and violets are blue.
I’ve run out of violets for the violets were you.

But now that you’re gone, I can finally run free,
I’m sorry you’re lost, I’m sorry you couldn’t see.
There’s now a part missing that you couldn’t see,
That your only weakness is me.

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"Your mind is the most logical choice, but your heart is the most honest decision" ~Diana CoatesSince I was a young girl, writing has always been one of my greatest passions. Every word of a poem, a book, a lyric all had great meaning. Every line said ment something a bit deeper. If you have ever sat beside a lake alone in twiglight you can catch a glimpse of serenity and tranquility. when your mind is clear and your heart speaks for itself. That is where all my writing comes from.
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