'You are almost forgotten to collect us sir, <br />I see the shinning town and I too like to give my rare fragrance to poor souls, <br />Anyway this is not a complaint but a kind request.' A wild flower begs in teary eyes.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-old-florist-still-in-his-bachelor-status/
