I've Never Seen Flowers

In my entire life

Nothing but strife,

And everyday a stride;

Never letting to glide!

I've never sketched

     a petal

Never had success

     in rebuttal;

Going on, everyday

perhaps as sunshine

That, like reeds,


So definite as


And a Kingston trio asked

Where they've gone;

Here are gardeners

      in denial

Never discerning

      a pun!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem was particularly inspired by a special someone whose name starts with "G."

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