HEA Poem by Shannen TeopizI love roses… Yes, I do I hoped for a ‘He’ to come a He who’d love me and give me the flower I adored each passing day And with the luck I got, I met a He a boy… perhaps already a man To me He swore, he’d only plant The flower his love adored And so roses he took care of and gave one to me each day But a time came, To his place I visited, I knocked Over and over, yet no reply I went to his backyard and saw beauty There were flowers Many of different kinds My presence was noticed by him And his eyes glowed with frustration He picked one flower and hurriedly gave it to me Saying, “Here, my love, the one you adored- rose.” Then he held my hand And led me into his home, That day I recalled, that once, He told me about planting The flower his love adored I adored roses and yet He has planted other than the kind Could it be? Does he love someone other than me? But no… NO! I shouldn’t let in this thought It’d be absurd… perhaps He also loved flowers He loves me, and that’s what I’ll believe And so I called…
invited him for dinner But a refusal he gave which I then accepted As I strolled through St. Lazarus street Going to the theme park, I saw him I was about to call him But then another ‘He’ appeared That He put his hand around my lover’s waist I turned back, looked far away. And smiled The flowers in his backyard I was right, he ‘did’ love them The man with a hand on his waist These just all explain it I have loved a HE Whose heart has always been a SHE. © 2016 Shannen TeopizAuthor's Note
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Added on May 27, 2016 Last Updated on May 27, 2016 AuthorShannen TeopizCebu, 7, PhilippinesAboutHi. I am a poetry enthusiast. I hope you like my poem because i do think it's my only possession that's worth liking for. LONG LIVE POETRY! more..Writing
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