Even if you forget to water your flowers they repay you in many ways.

A Forgotten Flower

You did not water me, ere I will die,
My once fair petals are baked so dry.
The searing heat of the midday sun,
Tells me my days on earth are done.

My stem is weak, I cannot stand,
Please think of me, when I graced your land.
Quite soon I’ll perish, there’ll be no sound,
I’ll wither away and replenish  your ground.

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  • myshine on Jan 3, 2010

    I am sad for the forgotten flower.

  • richardpeeej on Jan 3, 2010

    Thank you myshine for your comment.

  • Moonstruck Dwarf on Jan 11, 2010

    nicely composed, makes me think twice about friends and family who might be feeling a bit neglected. good reminder to let my loved ones know how precious they are.

  • richardpeeej on Jan 12, 2010

    Thank yo Moonstruck Dwarf it is good to appreciate what you have before it is gone.

  • Cynthia Cox on Feb 10, 2010

    Reminds me of the song, “The Rose”. The beauty of flowers waiting to be unearthed and the ones who pass on to replenish the ground. Beautiful thoughts even in sadness of the forgotten flower. Powerful words my friend and another great job.

  • richardpeeej on Feb 11, 2010

    Thanks Cynthia I always appreciate what you have to say.Thanks for the visit :-)

  • SongbirdB on Jan 17, 2011

    You give our wilting forgotten houseplants a voice Richard…this is so sad…Maybe a reminder about how easy it is to overlook what should be important to us…

  • richardpeeej on Jan 23, 2011

    Thanks Songbird it does seem as though they are messaging things to us on times, not by their voices but by altering their appearance in some way…

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