morning glories by the sidewalk <br />each bloom oozes with my love <br />in the mist, full of the beauty of youth <br />can you hear the stirring of a smitten heart? <br />each flower's trumpet that helps play <br />my love song to the heaven and you <br />- take it now or tomorrow it will be gone <br /> - gently as it has come, the fashion of those <br />transient violet gowns<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/transient-gowns/
