Love Grows

I saw a flower and it stopped me in my tracks

I looked very closely and I found it was looking back

So I was transfixed by the colour and where it was at

I guess the flower thought the same and I began a chat

We had lots in common in water we needed that

All the sunshine was helpful and sometimes shade in fact

Everything that’s beautiful has something to attract

I think I’ll stay here were the flowers grow till one autumn came and my friend had lost its coloured glow so time matters when you see something beautiful you’ve got to keep the memories but never keep to catch.

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