THE FLOWER OF LIFE



The rose of passion we often seek
We plant the garden aiming to peek
Looking and searching that endless match
That perfect one finally at last

Thinking of only one to call my own
But many more came up with it
Waiting with patients for it to be grown
Aiming to cut but what will I get

The group that`s around it short and tall
That one for me fulfilling and all
To take it away or let it stay
The other ones begin to fade

The ones that fade are still in sight
But still that single one is so bright
I care for it a little bit more
It`s caught my eye that flower of life

Steven Earl Lyons

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