a poem by Nishu Mathur, India

No ode for you, periwinkles
No exalted verse or prose
No lover's gift you would be
Unlike the regal rose
Not placed in summer bouquets
In vases - never seen
Nor gracing dark tresses
Nor found in floats of dreams
Yet sweet you are to me
Happy in blue and white
With your merry little faces
Like fairies and lithe sprites.

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