Thursday, April 23, 2009

Picking a Flower

picking a flower

the flowers reminded me of us
so i sent them straight to you
if friends were truly to be flowers
you know what i would do

you have been there day in and out
even when your time was short
and never when you had my wing
did you bail out and hit abort

you've stood by me with full support
always thinking of what more to do
i know that i'm a better person
because of the memories i shared with you

my days are brighter when you arrive
what once was lost soon becomes found
i feel the comfort that you provide
as you make me soar right off the ground

the colors and scents of the flower amaze
much like the presence you possess
you've took the lead and moved ahead
as you prove each day, that you're the best

so shine and grow, be a sign of beauty
yet be a symbol of a meaning so true
because if you were like those flowers
you know i would definitely pick you

jason
4/23/09, 2:20am

a little jumbled but what did you expect at 2:20am, robert frost?

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