Flowers

Frankie Quinn with a poem from his expansive body of work.

Flowers

Some men never think. You did.

You came to me and said,

I nearly bought you flowers.

But something happened and you never brought them.

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This made me smile. Then I hugged you,

You smiled, I’m still smiling.

The flowers you nearly brought have lasted all this while,

♞♜♝

Because you nearly brought them, when I see you,

I warm two empty hands one as long as the other

Held outwards these are my flowers from you.

⏩ Frankie Quinn is a former republican prisoner who is now a community activist. He is the author of Open Gates, a book of poetry.