A flower a day
But you have no garden
I sit by your side
But you never talk back
I hope that you can hear me
But it's a long way down til your coffin
YOU ARE READING
Flowers Under My Skin
PoetryA series of original short poems written through my perspective.
Grave
A flower a day
But you have no garden
I sit by your side
But you never talk back
I hope that you can hear me
But it's a long way down til your coffin
