The White Christmas FLower Child is enjoying art <br />and paintings and music and all the rest of it. <br />So far away from friend she has been <br />seperated by the gulf of time; <br />like the earth is from the sun. <br />Feet ever happy and always in my heart. <br />Beside the chamber where eye keep my Violet. <br />The White Christmas Flower is at rest. <br />She never bothers anyone. <br />She is much too young to worry in the day. <br />She folds and refolds love. <br />Mary is the flower child.<br /><br />Charles Hice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flower-child-2/
