ALSphere Foundation
The flower you sent me stands tall in a vase of porcelain
The bud clammed close concealing drops of rain
It holds a promise of a lavender refrain
The silken petals of webbed lilac veins
The stalk a mossy green reminds me of meadows
The long walks in the Alps and valleys below
I conjure up woodlands and dappled
sunset glow
Purple is my favorite color you always know
The delicate bloom of sweet fragrance
Reminds me of an amethyst of lustrous brilliance
Swaying in the summer breeze it yearns for a dance
A single Tulip in a vase takes a ballerina stance
Blooming in full two days later
Invites butterflies all aflutter
As precious as a fairytale dream
It is tinged at the tips in hues of clotted cream
Purple is soon brown—a color of wither…
A hardbound diary is used to press and preserve
Along with the card and cherished letter
The flower you sent me stays with me forever.
