Author Peter H. Lee If flowers bloom, I think of the moon, if the moon shines, I ask for wine.When I have all these at once, still I think of friends.When can I drink a night away, enjoying moon and flowers with a friend? Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments