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Friends in the Flower Garden

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Miscellaneous hues,
From vibrant green to blue,
Surround me.

Each with an intricate pattern,
Each with a tale I’ll soon learn,
The hearts, the soul, even the leaves.

Each unique,
I can seek,
Them, but I’ll never,

Pick them,
For the petals atop the green stem,
Will wilt from puppetry.

I don’t favor one,
I am the sun,
Shining on everyone.

I fetch their water,
They don’t repay me a quarter,
But they do the same for me.

Friends are flowers,
And you shower,
Them when they’re parched.





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