Flowers – Written Monday 13th August 2001 (Aged 26)

Flowers

some of my flowers
well, they never quite blossomed
some of my hope
well, it has been forgotten
some of my flowers
well, they turned out to be weeds
but no matter what people say
they mean so much to me
some of my flowers
well, they never quite found their colour
but now i am older
i can reflect on being younger
somethings are still not true
but some of my flowers blossomed
and some, like you,
mean i am rich in colour
rich in the things that matter
some of my flowers
well, they blew away in life’s wind
but you can always look forwards
to those flowers that blossomed into friends




James Garratt – Monday 13th August 2001


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