Do Flowers Die I Poem by shimon weinroth
Do Flowers Die I
she droops at dawn,
dew covers the yellow crown
and black eyed core
soft arms sprouting
stretch to warm rays
bathed in light proud and arrogant
dance to the soft breeze.
hot at noon tired at dusk time
wear the cloak of folded petals,
enjoy the now, tomorrows are so few
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
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