A Flower

She was a simple flower

when he first saw her

he kept passing by her

but never looked at her

Then came a day

when she was not there

and that was the day

when he had it all clear

Now he was seeing it,

the beauty in her

that he had

failed to notice

He searched for her

all around,

and to his relief

she was just right around

Now he was sure

he’ll never let go

of a real beauty

whom he almost let go

Her beauty was no skin deep,

it was a glow from within

Her fragrance was like,

a sweet smile on her face

No one knew it,

better than him

For that lit him up

on the worst of his days

She was the smile

that he wore on his face

Hers was the hand

that lifted him some days

She taught him

how to love others

and to live for them

but asked nothing for it

His life was his lesson

she taught him that

‘coz she had seen it

closer than any had

For all this he had

only his love in return

The love of a friend,

a life time of it

He wished to pluck

and keep her for himself

so that he could

give her a life time of love

But the thorns around

wouldn't just let him

For she was a flower

not just for him

But for many like and unlike him...