Flower or bad book. up toyouA Poem by Jack OPoemGot this idea from Melissa. Never met this person. Just got the idea.
I met a girl She smiled and gave me a look. I nodded and Pressed her in a book.
Kept flower.
I met another She was named Brook I nodded and Pressed her in a book.
Kept flower.
I met a someone And they gave me book. I looked at all the flowers And I smiled to look
Me pressed me into -
Kept flowers.
Can grow us? Us kept? Can we show? Can kept know?
The small flowers our petals flat? Between pages so thick "
Our pressed faces looking out " Our pressed wonder wondering out " Our wonder wondering about?
Can the kept ones? Can kept flowers shout?
I once pressed flowers in a book. - I do longer pursue such Rather a sip of tea Cup of tea, sip I as I " - look. © 2018 Jack OFeatured Review
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