Saturday, 26 May 2007

Flowers...

Some men never think of it


You did. You'd come along


And say you'd nearly bought me flowers


But something had gone wrong.





The shop was closed. Or you had doubts-


The sort that mind like ours


Dream up incessantly. You thought


I might not want your flowers.





It made me smile and hug you then.


Now I can only smile.


But,look, the flowers you nearly bought


Have lasted all this while.





By Wendy Cope

4 comments:

julia said...

"But,look, the flowers you nearly bought
Have lasted all this while."

I love the way this poem ends. Thanks for sharing it!

racerboy said...

I'd like to buy you flowers. You name it and i'll get them for you beautiful!

bugs.honey and some said...

sigh i jus love wendy cope...her poetry is amazing...thanksfor that odgen nash link bytheway

Narsimha said...

The poem is really beautiful.. u man not agree, but if u think about it, its deep...

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