Ephemeral flowers
whom in spring are quick to bloom
but wilt and fail in August,
how soon they are to gloom.
Unfortunate it is, that they will
easily decay
that something so sweet,
is gone the next day.
And petals turn to loam,
colors submit to memory,
at least this vase we have
to use for next year's planting.
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Author:
Noveyre (
Offline) - Published: July 9th, 2017 17:26
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Comments2
flowers look good in every spectrum
This is short, sweet, tragic and heavy all at the same time. Well done.
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