A single bloom
fits in the room
that though feels small
is big as all
I feel inside
and hold so dear
would you come look
inside?
I'll clear
up any mess
we leave, confessions
like these fall so
many blessed people
who have given in,
no matter, it's one life I live
and live it well, is what I say,
so what the hell,
do come and stay
inside my room
the single bloom
is you, my dear
come hold me near.......
an old one but oh so mellow...it seems that life you lead is one of fulfillment. The ending sums up well how you much you appreciate the bloom as one so special to you.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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