A Flower In A Box…who knew?

An old friend of mine named Frederick Terrell took a look at my page on Facebook. He read  the posts I publicized from my blog and enjoyed it. He sent me a message stating that he liked the poem from When I Was A Poet II. He listed insights for a poem and suggested I incorporate them  into a new work. Positive feedback and suggestions are always welcomed.

So I have included his phrases in a poem called Resting Place. Hope you enjoy.

 

 

My adoration for you is not a blanket

made of steel wires

 

Clinging to your soul weighted

and awkward

 

It’s more like a flower in

a glass box

 

Enjoying you in full bloom and

letting the world see your radiance

 

As I place my needs to the side

And guide your dreams to the forefront

 

My surrender is unconditional

As well it should be

 

Why would I indulge in

restrictions

 

When my sole purpose is your

happiness

 

My desires are your desires

 

I say this with no secret agenda

Except to acknowledge your freedom

 

To be your resting place

 

 

Robert C Price & Frederick Terrell

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