I picked today a flower
one will never see
I took in its aroma
and held it close to me.

I picked a flower again
More beautiful than before
I gazed deep within its colors
How I wish I could hold once more.

I picked a flower
And rested it on my soul
I couldn't take my flower
So, it stays with me forever more.

Mahfooz Ali

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