Saturday, October 10, 2009
Penny Black
Dark Flowers
From a nursery
Of misery
She plants them in the park
By a statue
Is where she once lived
Where she grew them in the dark
She plants dark flowers
In the middle of the night
Dark flowers
Until the early morning light
She has dark flowers
In an empty room
She puts them outside
Where they grow beneath the moon
She wore dark flowers
All over her hair
And beneath dark flowers
No one knows not where
Now the time has come
And there’s only one
For the world to see
Now the lady’s gone
Along came someone
Who does this in her memory
She plants dark flowers
In an empty room
Dark flowers
Until they all have bloomed
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Beautiful Poem
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