Oh, flower, open wide your fragrant maze, <br />Curl back your petals, and greet the sun, <br />Look up and drink in its glorious rays, <br />Which will enhance your beauty, just begun. <br /> <br />Oh, flower, with colours of pure rich fire, <br />You will always radiate a warmth in me, <br />And your artistry ignites such desire, <br />That with truth you could be no parody. <br /> <br />Oh, flower, when raindrops touch your face, <br />And wild winds dictate your waving head, <br />Your stance will always sustain your grace, <br />And resplendence be found in your blossoms spread. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-flower/
