The flowers bloomed

In gay abandon

All together

‘Neath the sun and the moon,

Except the single stalk

That stood aloof,

When the wind blew,

And swept through

That vast expanse

Of floral mass,

They bent low

All together,

And though sideswept,

They withstood

The worst weather,

Except the single stalk

Which was felled forever,

Having had no support.

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