So unassuming,
you were a Falling Flower.
A cuckoo beckons;
I smell the orange blossoms
and fond memories flood back.
03 Sunday Sep 2017
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So unassuming,
you were a Falling Flower.
A cuckoo beckons;
I smell the orange blossoms
and fond memories flood back.