Forgotten flower in the book…
Vaguely reminiscent of the years
Of rendezvous…bench, serpent brook,
Penned poetry with poignant tears.
Forgotten flower in the book…
As whiff of tang in autumn’s air,
It vividly recalled to mind
Time of the past…futile and fair.
Forgotten flower in the book…
So withered…with the faded colors,
Daily pursuits stopped at quick look,
And in the heart uncanny chaos….
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