A.N posting from mobile very awkwardly but I had a burst of courage. I am very protective of my poetry but here. Yeah so um. Yeah.
The Lost Flower
I had all the time in the world
Yet not enough
To save the flower
She risked everything
And lost everything
I gave her happy days
But I made her have sad ones
Miracles and horrors
Go hand in hand
Danger and safety
I risked her
I had lost the one thing I wanted
The one thing that mattered
As I lay my head on the wall
Imagining I could hear her
The lost flower
I walked away
She had to let go
I walked away but stayed
My hearts broke
And some stayed behind
The flower I touched kept me
Yet I lost her
I walked away from the rose
My rose
My fantastic Rose