Queen of the garden

Mon, 04/15/2024 - 17:48 -- CJ1

The sun is setting in the sky,
I see the birds flying by,
The gods are sitting in the clouds,
I hear the biggest crowds shouting that you are lovely,
But they are not fond of the rain.

A flower needs sunlight,
A flower needs rain water,
To live, to be the queen of the garden

Written in for my Mother in 1998 when I was 7 following my father's passing

This poem is about: 
My family


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