there are many emotions
that flow from with in me
now
I have always, most of the time: thought, contemplated the fact
that you are a “bud” of that flower
that seeds itself, hopingly in spring
which attempts to bloom with the magnificent
flowers which peddles try to reach the sun
of which are so transparent
from your brilliant, glorious, colors
shine as to show your compassionate soul
your love of life and a smile
that brings the cruelest of worlds
to their knee’s and bless the fact
you graced their life
it is the fall, now…winter approaches
to dissolve, wade your brilliance
and disburse you to the earth below
leaving a touched, profuse, memory
to any who have discovered and
not to mention who have known you!