Do Flowers Die Ii Poem by shimon weinroth

Do Flowers Die Ii



are part of you and me
a soft tenderness
fruity colors and heady perfumes
beauty makes for truth

in moments of despair
when in need of fresh air
I resurrect them frrom warm tombs
brushing and dusting themselves

primping reappear
so beautiful and dear
they never died
they are there, wherever I do go

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