Sona Maple

🌺 FLOWERS by Sona Maple 🌺

Flowers swung above beside my exuberant soul;

They smell each other, healing life’s thorn.

I passed their sweetness to retain my back,

while leaning against harden hole.

And I said with a thankful sigh: “Pretty flowers, may you bloom in my heart for being born.”

Mellow tunes hidden beneath my fear’s layers;

Remembering the past, not forgetting to grieve,

Loving rustling branches when living the moment that we - melded together ain’t hesitant to greet.

And I said with a thankful sigh: “Pretty flowers, may you bloom along with the guitar’s grace, for garlanding my prayers.”