Paper flowers sit in a box, carefully placed.
Coloured in bright bolds and soft pastels
and patiently waiting to be taken out.
With corners tucked neatly
into folds or bent gracefully at the angles,
delicately strung together
to be pulled out like a Japanese sentence
with a message from a bygone era
with each flower appearing in free verse;
An orange rose,
A Peach blossom,
A Yellow tulip,
- hanging on a string