Osaka purple peony
Magenta thorny rose
Pink petals falling down
Oblivion he knows
Nobody can see the end
The flower petals drop
And even when the bud will bloom
The world comes to a stop
As nature sings a soothing song
Of wind and light and life
The thunder claps through sunny days
The sky sliced with a knife
I sit with you and swing so high
My feet swept off the ground
We chat for hours, days on end
But never make a sound.
i_luv_artichokes Community Member 
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