Come See The Flower’s Grow

Come see the flower’s grow. Slowly, slower, slow and slow.

Come see the river flow. The water jump quickly over stones.

Come see the sun-rise glow and watch it peek above earth’s brow.

See the bird’s fly fast and quick. Watch the people tap, click, click, click.

Listen to the tinny tannoy squeak and directions listened to;

by people who no longer speak.

Mobile phones held close to faces while tired voices demand airs and graces.

Come see the brand shops grow and see our hearts diminish each year and

flowers that were once deemed beautiful; disappear.

Come see the flower’s grow. Slowly, slower, slow and slow.

Come see the river flow. The water jump quickly over stones.

Come see the sun-rise glow and watch it peek above earth’s brow.

Poetry

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