Three Poems

The Sunflower rests on the bark of the tree
Blushing on the fate of the lover bee
The strange buzzing love rant
As she wonders what he really wants

The fog lay blinding the way
The cloud, blue with lovely apparitions
Letting her bridegroom show the way
As the winds sang the adoration

The fragrance of your undying love
The sweet perfume on bossom
I sit, I admire you from the fireside
And I know how lucky I am to have you

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