Found (author unknown) by Crispin at My small boat via Stu Savory, a Valentine poem?
hank you for the flowers you’ve sent”, she said,
And sweetly smiled, and coyly turned her head.
“I am sorry for the things I said last night.
I was wrong, and you were right.
Please forgive me?”
So I forgave her.
And as we wandered through the moonlit hours,
“What bloody flowers?”