'Good Morning Sir, what would you like?
A single rose perhaps or more,
Wrapped beautifully in cellophane,
With card and bows galore'
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Ernestine...you spin out the words with great fluidity, but there needs to be some pain here, the kind we all live with. My broken heart is the backbone of almost all the poems I write even though I don't write love poems. Take a risk. Get mad at someone in a poem. Beautiful poems often have ugly subjects. Poetry is about raw feelings and the beauty of the language-like beauty and the beast. You have the beauty, now you need the beast and the underworld to balance it out. I hope I'm making sense. Your language skills are sharp, so you have a chance.
Love the flow of this. You took us right there with you to the florist Ernestine. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary
A hint of the right sort of dirrection for him, a great poem sent out as a fine bouquet of flowers to admire, I have so enjoyed this, to change or re -arrange this would take away some of its meaning, love Duncan