Waste And Ruin Poem by Floyd Zimmerman

Waste And Ruin



Ah, sweet dreams must only wither,
A kiss does die upon the lips.
The flower, blooming in the spring,
Shall fail and fall at summer's end.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivor Hogg 29 November 2009

A pessimistic outlook floyd. The flowers wither only when they have laid by seed etd to bloom aanew next year. A nice example of blank verse

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Floyd Zimmerman

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