A New Flower
S Savita Tyagi
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Upon the grave of the old
A new flower blooms.
Sadly it never knew the
Loving nurturing hands of a Gardner.
The Gardner sleeping in the grave
Left the plant alone.
Yet it blooms to add its beauty to the old grave.
The rising sun gave it warmth,
The rain nourished the plant,
And the protective wind kept it in her watch.
Fighting against all odds of life
With her nature given might
Thetiny flower blooms
Upon the grave of the old.
Now it wishes to be plucked
To be part of a bouquet.
Or is it his fate to wither alone?
To be perished upon the grave of the old!
3.9.2017
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