Where the Flowers Bloom

Marigolds and roses
never wilted
always blooming
amongst lilacs
and green leaves
and your smile
consuming
the heart of a child
who believes
the flowers always bloom.

The window panes
of this flower shop
view your father's bookstore
just across the block;
where you smile
from over the dog-eared pages
of another world.

I remember the summer
we ran to the West Sea
because you believed
there were brighter shades of green
and I believed
there the flowers always bloomed.

And when we were older
the West Sea became for you
University grounds
and for me
French coastal towns
where I found
the flowers in bloom.

But too soon
they grew weak
wilted and died;
petals falling on the cheek
of a girl who cried
because she couldn't keep them alive
though she tried
though she tried.

Author's Note

I have this formatted a certain way but because I type with my phone it doesn't seem to want to do it right. Either way let me know what you think :)

Reviews

[MindyRuby]

sad, and beautiful
lovely poem :)

[Knightingale]

Thank you again :)

[BillTemple]

ok its official. I love your poetry.so moving , so emotion and image filled. wonderful

[Knightingale]

That truly means a lot, considering how much I love your writing. Thank you.

[BillTemple]

then we have a mutual admiration society

[Knightingale]

Haha lol I like that. Well put.

[Inda]

This fantastic, the repetition at the end really seals it in, the sadness is palpable and the nostalgia is fantastic, great write!

[Knightingale]

Once again, I appreciate the kind words.

[NA]

So very moving, really enjoyed this...you write so very well :) x

[Knightingale]

That means a lot. I enjoy your writing so your compliments mean a lot.

[Rose of many colours]

I love your style . You begins with life and ends with a bit of sorrow. In the 3rd and 4th verses there is an inclusion of togetherness....you put a lot of feelings in the whole.

[Knightingale]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it :)

[Rose of many colours]

Welcome honey .This is your season.