I waited for you to bring me flowers,

But I was a foolish girl,

Because you never would.


I finally realized,

I could make some,

Out of poetry and paper,

So I did.



And they were more gorgeous,

Than any flowers, you could have brought me.


I might have been a foolish girl then,

But I won’t be one around you,


2 thoughts on “

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s