Eternal Flowers.
Flowers bloom in colourful array,
Beauty so pure, and yet so brief.
For a moment their being seems so fresh and new,
But it is gone within a heartbeat.
Scents of heaven awaken the senses,
As fingers trace the wings of an angel.
So delicate and fragile, they could tear
Like the morning’s mist.
A splendour so flawless is what they bestow,
Created by hands of perfection.
They have not been moulded to the ideal,
But they are naturally a gift of life.
No matter how long they stand tall to the sky,
Their essence of purity lives on.
Even when they wilt and fall limp at our touch,
They still thrive within an open heart.
So let these flowers bloom in colourful array,
Capture the beauty so pure, and never let it go.
Watch as they wither and fade away,
But let them grow eternally deep inside.
©2004 Emma J.J
For Jennie.