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Flower

As the morning sun does rise on high
The earth is kissed by tender sun
To end the coldness of the night
To awaken all from dreams of one

A tiny flower reaches softly out
Her petals begging for a sweet touch
The warmth of sun, of happy days
This is the caress she needs so much

I see the yearning held there within
I feel the need that blooms so true
For I am like that tiny flower
Reaching my arms softly out....
To you

~THE FLOWING PEN~
2-2-07










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