Thy heart that loves pure,
Innocent is thy soul,
For splendor of the flowers allure,
Gentle is thy heart in love to make whole.
Beauty of needing each other in times of good and bad,
A a flower blooms in a bight sunny day,
For thy rainbow in my heart that's glad,
I am in love with you as the flowers dance today.
Albert Alexander Bukoski.(c)
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