A poem from:

A Cold Road Calling

by D. Winter



The Flower

The flower in the garden

ducked her head but once

and that was all it took.

Then by the Gard'ner she was plucked,

and all the other lovely flowers in the row
stood a little straighter in the sun

after that.





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