Give Me Flowers
Give me flowers to uphold me,
Since the realm of men is dark,
Vitriolic tempers scold me!
Death by every wry remark!
Flowers to placate my fuming,
Placidness in pinkish hue,
With the very doomsday looming,
Flowers only in my view!
Give me flowers bright, enduring,
Restoration of the mind,
Fanciful and all alluring,
Only elegance to find.
Flowers to undo my dying,
Flowers with eternal cheer,
Reveries of peace supplying,
Gathered close and carried dear.
Give me flowers to console me,
Banishing the ghosts that dwell,
All the spectres that control me,
All the clinging wights of hell.
Flowers to announce redemption,
Flowers singing only joy,
From the pang of loss exemption,
Such salvation to deploy.
Give me flowers to release me,
From the very grip of death,
Loveliness that doth increase me,
Prayerfulness upon my breath.
Flowers with renewal singing,
Besting forces of decay!
Every brand of solace bringing,
Flags of hope to brave the day…
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