Marigold to Marigold,
the death flower,
some will say,
the uper and underworld I may lay,
cursed for all my days,
your orange blushing glow,
stands low,
your petals glinted in the sun,
as if a cobweb was spun,
Marigold to Marigold.
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Moonlight Poems
PoetryPoems of a Moonlit Heart, Wilting starlight flowers, On a dark blue sea of sky, Moonlit flower beauty of the, Is more then me. By: Arra Righter
