missed opportunity for romance (Remove filter)
Birthday Flowers
Harsh words were spoken
A vase was then broken
Their only shared token
Of love
She'd waited for hours
For him to bring flowers
But instead he'd brought
Gardening gloves
This is not what she needs
Yet a packet of seeds
Is her gift
He'd practically bought
Without loving thought
And that was the
Start of their rift
Tuesday 8th October 2019 3:28 pm
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