November 8, 2008
By Joshua Eibelman, Brighton, MA

You can sit with flowers for hours and hours and hours
The wonder of flowers the greatness of them
tender and soft like a blot of splender!
sprinkling and twinkling like a shining star
fragrence can be smelled across the street
kind and sweet you flowers if only I can be you

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arista said...
on Dec. 22 2008 at 8:56 am
I like the simplicity of this poem. Very nice... Keep writing:)


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