Poem -

FLOWER SONG

It is now
When I ask for nothing
And have nothing more
​​​​​To give...

It is now
That I know the pain
Of all it is
To live...

It is now...
When there is nothing left

It is now...
Within my own souls death

It is now
I know
I truly
I truly 
​​​​​​Live...

For I had never heard
The flowers sing
In all the noise 
Before

I hear that sweet song now...
 
Marion Price(2020)

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A Lonely Journey

Stunning, Marionette! 
What a gorgeously sad piece of art. 
(You just had to go throw in a brilliant poem after I posted mumbo jumbo, didn't you??!!) KIDDING! 
I could read your writing all day...if I hadn't sold my eyes to purchase your last book. Da*g! LOL. 
Great writing, my friend! 
Matthew. 

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Marion Price

Oh you are a sweetheart and far too kind with your comments my friend. 
But...I adore you for it 😁💕
 

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A Lonely Journey

Not possible to comment over-nicely to your poetry, Marionette, it transcends mere words, and you're so welcome. 
(heart emoji), 
Matthew. 

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Marion Price

Thanks Jill...read Matthews comment...pmsl..🤣🤣😂

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Marion Price

Sorry Jill wrong poem...the comment is on the other one..now you're probably confused ...sorry 😆💙

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A Lonely Journey

Interjection: 
Goodnight, Kids! You're wonderful friends, and you made me smile often today...I think my face cracked. C U Tomorrow! 
M. 

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Marion Price

Goodnight Jill...goodnight Matthew...goodnight John boy 😴😴😴

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Jill Tait

Haha u 2 r mental the M & M ❤️💙

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