Wednesday, May 25, 2022

my flowers

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what you see 

is what you see 

not what you see


what you read 

is what you read 

not what you read 


I am that I am 

that I am not

what you see

like me


like me

please

like me

please


for who I am 

for who I am not


for who 

I seem 

to be

to you


my garden grows

more beautiful 

than yours

 

my flowers

flower


and who are you

to know

who I am


who can know 

what is


if I matter

at all 

it's only because

someone once

said to me

as I say to you


the only words

you want 

to hear


you matter 

to me

for real.

3 comments:

  1. Spring is here! It's the right time for a love poem entitled "my flowers". I like particularly the point in the poem where "like" changes meaning from like to like ... I like it!

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