I picked up for you
This morning in the garden
For you my friend so far away
We do not pick its aroma
On a photo yet
But for the blue bees
It's simply heaven on earth
Trust me
It is just another red flower
Look more carefully
For its tips are covered in gold
The colour of true friendship
Let me offer it to you
For no other reason
You are my friend.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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