Poem -
symbol of love.
Go ahead now gather those flowers
The one's with the tiny faces
Place them on my grave,
Red ones with white center's
To Mark the pure light
In which once burned,
Red the symbol of love
I once gave,
Now walk away
There's nothing left to say
Who's dream is it anyway.
nardine Sanderson 14/11/2015.
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