Tell Me Where the Flowers Grow

Tell me where the flowers grow,

Please, for I have tried

To lift my lowly spirits

And restore my sense of pride

 

Tell me where the flowers grow,

Where the sun once ignited our fire

I remember laughing side by side

I had felt the warmth of desire

 

Tell me where the flowers grow,

With stems that reach the sky,

Where I once told you awful truths

And you never bat an eye

 

Tell me where the flowers grow,

Where my heart had beat anew

Because while I examined the golden petals

You told me “I love you”

 

Tell me where the flowers grow,

Where I plucked the petals so

I invited you along that day

But you had told me no

 

Tell me where the flowers grow,

Where clouds loomed overhead

I sat in the endless field alone

My heart was filled with dread

 

Tell me where the flowers grow

Where my world had gone astray

I pulled the roots out of the ground

And created a tribute bouquet

 

Tell me where the flowers grow

I must go for you, my dear,

I can find my peace within this field

Your memory, it lives on here

Reviews

[Emere]

God, I love this. Just a wonderful poem, fresh but containing a sort of ancient beauty. Great work :)