Blossoms Poem by Phil Soar

Blossoms



I left some blossom on the tree
To see if nature kept it there
It doesn’t really bother me
Because at times, life isn’t fair

And so it blew away on summer winds
And took away the beauty it revealed
It left just leaves and nothing else at all
And next year’s blooms were waiting there, concealed

Monday, October 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 26 October 2015

A wonderful critique on the cyclic and seasonal ways of nature which it holds like the wand of the magician. Thanks, Phil Soar.

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