O wondrous flower,
thou art the beginning
of love’s rich fruit
that doth grow and blossom
sweeter with each season;
and thou art the scent
that strikes the nose
with the fleeting joyous beauty
of love’s spring days.
18/9/2017
O wondrous flower,
thou art the beginning
of love’s rich fruit
that doth grow and blossom
sweeter with each season;
and thou art the scent
that strikes the nose
with the fleeting joyous beauty
of love’s spring days.
18/9/2017