She Was A Flower
Dear friends,
I am pleased to share my poem She Was A Flower. In this poem, I explore beauty's fleeting quality and relationships' fragility.
I hope the poem encourages you to cherish the moments you share with loved ones and to hold onto memories, even when relationships end.
I would love to hear if any of the lines in the poem relate to you. Thank you.
She Was A Flower
A poem by Sal Godoij
She was a flower
Butterflies danced at the waving of her hair
She was that kind of fairy tale princess
Her voice attracted the singing of the birds
Wherever she moved
Spring moved along with her
She was a flower
Fresh, bright, soft, scented, that was her
Eyes followed her as she swayed her hips
As the breeze sways the stems of a flower, which she was
From her, with her
I learned about warm springs, unforgettable summers
The crisp colours of autumn
The infinite shades of winter
The sweetness of love, which is the season of the heart
But the season of the heart brings scented storms with it
Winds of deception took our love away
The flower withered
Day by day, it withered
Yet, all that I wanted was time
All that I wished was more time
More time to love her, more time to be together
Inevitably
The fairy tale reached its last page
Not with a living happily ever after ending
Deceived by too much passion
The flower withered
But for me, she is still fresh, still bright
Soft, scented, blooming
She is still blooming somewhere in a corner of my heart.
