i was uptight as i watched you,
bend over and pluck
that beautiful flower
from the ground
i cringed inside as you held it up
for the world to see
your face lit up
as you inhaled deeply
of a forgotten time
i was spellbound
by your innocence
and deeply moved
"here you go momma" you whispered
before turning away
i held it's fading glory
in my dying hands
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