This is for a friend of mine.
Laughing lilly,
Leave your dew tears
Remember that I,
your gardener, am here
I'll keep an eye on you when you bloom,
Even more when you wither,
When your petals make way
To the autumndressed doom
Then when spring resurrects you,
I'll have gone nowhere far
I'll be the gardener and your smiling friend
The one to save you from how flowers end
And in your eyes then I would be
What you already been to me.
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