27 petals

I had a flower with twenty-seven petals

One for every year

And after I’d plucked every one

And kissed it to the wind

And watched it float away

All I had left was a tear

But reflected in there, shiny and bright

A smile remained for the one

And after I’d whimsically dreamt

And reminisced for a while

And watched all the petals disappear

I was back where we had begun.



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