No Flowers for Christina Portbell

No Flowers for Christina Portbell

by Juan F. Lam

Feb 28, 2018

#love

No Flowers for Christina Portbell
That is what they say.

But her hair was like not-so-Spanish Moss,
And her eyes were like Forget-Me-Nots.
But now she is all Red Roses,
The sort she didn’t have
On Valentine’s Day - the day we saw her last.

She was openly an Orchid,
But wistfully Wisteria
And soft and gentle like a Water Lily,
Strong like some Willow Tree.
She knew all about the theory
Yet she never had the practice,
Of crying or kissing or hugging someone beautiful,
Or as beautiful as she.

But the Daisy Meadows have her now,
In a sea of white-ish, pink-ish, green.
No Flowers for Christina Portbell,
That is what they say.

I never knew anyone so beautiful,
Or as beautiful to me.
But I’ve seen flowers that compare,
And she’s joined their ranks and rows.
No Flowers for Christina Portbell,

The most beautiful flower the world had ever known.

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