Giving Flowers


Just past the window pane
In the peripheral there
Was
The delivery man with the great gift
Was she giving, getting flowers again?
I wholly hoped the proud bouquet
Would head my way
But I knew
They were destined for elsewhere
Disheartened
The good news-bearer learned
What I've known
The girl next door's almost never home

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