The Audacity of Flowers
How dared they,
blooming again,
lending color
and scent
and texture to a world gone grey?
I am not ready
for the world to move on,
leaving him behind
it's worldish way,
no business as usual please---
not yet.
So please ask the flowers
to not bloom,
ask the stars not to dance,
ask life to not move on yet.
I want to mourn my friend....
How dared they,
blooming again,
lending color
and scent
and texture to a world gone grey?
I am not ready
for the world to move on,
leaving him behind
it's worldish way,
no business as usual please---
not yet.
So please ask the flowers
to not bloom,
ask the stars not to dance,
ask life to not move on yet.
I want to mourn my friend....



