The Thistle

Forever pressed in a pocket, close
to my heart, is a lovely thistle that
reminds me of you.

Count the petals, times ten, and you
will know how many reasons I love you.
The warmth of its deep purple hue
will show the love in our hearts
forever true.

Each prick from its thorns will
remind you of the many times I’ve
tickled you.

Every new blossom, which blooms
with summer, tells how many
times our love is renewed.
Forever our thistle will bloom
for the love I feel
for you.

Written by:
turtle 1999©
From Beaver Tree Originals

Foot note: This is one of my older poems I wrote. It speaks thus from the heart of my Indian heritage. Further more turtle is my Indian name given to me by my grandmother.

Thanks for reading
love asha