Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2011

A ROSE FOR A FRIEND

by Gordon Kuhn


I had a friend who went away
she never said how long she’d stay
I bought a rose and placed it where
no one would stop and stand and stare
but a place I knew she might wander past
and hoped the flower would somehow last
that my message of sadness and regret
for being one who without thinking and with unplanned neglect
had sadly let her fingers drift from mine
then somewhere, somehow, something cut the line
which I had not in place wished or had any such forward design
but failed I to tend the growth and failed to note or to in
time seek to refine
the friendship that should have long passed the test of time
while our love had grown so quickly from infancy into prime
too late I then discovered how quickly a clock can chime
and another flower placed I this day
and wished that she might stop this way
but I know she’s gone and will never return
too late, too late the lesson did I learn

Added: 30.04.2011

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