Flowers

by Teri Goldsberry - Not entered

I was picking flowers although I didn't know their name,
I kept on picking them like I was playing a game.
It hurt the flowers deeply
But what made the flowers lively
Was that they weren't flowers...
They were poison ivy!

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Date created: 1997-05-29 00:56:59
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:30
Poem ID: 47270

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