morning glories by the sidewalk
each bloom oozes with my love
in the mist, full of the beauty of youth
can you hear the stirring of a smitten heart?
each flower's trumpet that helps play
my love song to the heaven and you
- take it now or tomorrow it will be gone
- gently as it has come, the fashion of those
transient violet gowns
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/transient-gowns/
