How touched am I by the single flower
The sweet perfume of the perfect bloom
The head held high catching my eye
And I reach and pluck you to my lips
Embrace the beauty with a gentle kiss
Yes you are in your prime
When I bring you in
But you sang to my soul
You required my time
And my lips replied
Before I knew my mind
Hello Mother, I murmured as I carried you in
And now I have placed you
Where my gaze can rest
Whilst I care for my family
Ease the pain in my chest
Take the crease from my brow
And the weariness eases
The lingering love
in that one single flower
Fills my heart and my soul
With its ardent power.













2008-05-23 @ 10:05