Flower on the Mountain

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There was a flower
On top of the mountain.
And it held beauty
And true love.

I picked that flower
Thinking I could care for it.
Better than the mountain.
Better than the world.

And I neglected that
Beautiful blossom..
It began to wither
I refused to care as I once did.

I promised I would
Love and cherish the flower.
Instead I poisoned it
By not returning its love.

If I could replant the
Flower or sow the seed,
I surely would.
I hope it returns.

This poem was written/submitted by Jeff Hamm.

Category: Love Poems
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