Bemoan Not These Blossoms Poem by james watkin
Bemoan Not These Blossoms
Bemoan not these blossoms.
And their enforced
Look of un-fond adieus.
Do the winds? Time's rush to spread glad news
Who've re-inforced.
Your own pink-cheeked girlhood
Dear, symbolled them!
These, your words, once forsworn:
'Now is that sweetness, a Lady, born.
A fruiting femme! '
Tuesday, September 13, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,girl,woman,change,acceptance
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