O yes!!!
If someday, somebody asks me
About my favorite flowers
They would be
FRANGIPANI FLOWERS
As a child in a park,
“Do not touch”
“Do not pluck”
I remember was the caution
Near delicate darlings
Where they stood
Proud and generous
High on its tree
And smiling if on earth
And yes of course
For me, they are peace and hope
By their tinge of ‘yellow’ within ‘white’
For where there is ‘peace’
There is ‘hope’
And finally giving way
To newer ones they fall
They clip off from their tree
Without dying priorly
Descending in their glory
They lie there on ground
Exhaling beauty all around
Without breaking into petals
Giving up to speckles, freckles
They wither
Blooming in summer
Always many in number
‘Cause yes they are generous
And white
And peaceful
And beautiful
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