Spring is the Only Visitor. A poem by Sean H.

Oh don’t bring me flowers of beauty.
No blossoms, no nothing, no never.
For ‘bring’ is just how you say ‘duty.’
So ‘bring’ is just really ‘whatever.’

For get me not forget-me-not.
For get me naught.
For ‘get’ mean ‘ought.’
For ‘get’ mean ‘aught.’