“We know what was on his mind
When he composed a rhyme about time
And a flower who’s bloom to soon
Passed away”, they will say.
And I will make reply,
“Only the poet knows
The secret of the rose”.
But poets may lie.
“We know what was on his mind
When he composed a rhyme about time
And a flower who’s bloom to soon
Passed away”, they will say.
And I will make reply,
“Only the poet knows
The secret of the rose”.
But poets may lie.
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Thank you for the share, Michael, which is much appreciated. Kevin
Is the last line a confession of yourself, Kevin? Lol I love the poem. Thanks for sharing, and have a nice weekend! xx Michael
As regards the last line, that would be telling! I’m delighted you like this poem, Michael. Kevin
Interesting, and cryptic, Kevin’s
Thank you, Vivienne. I’m pleased you enjoyed reading my poem. Best wishes. Kevin