Hibicus Poem by Miriam Hurdle
Hibicus
Hibiscus flowers,
red and yellow.
They bloom today,
wither tomorrow.
Their colors are
cheerfully bright,
velvety petals
thin with energy.
Yet they live
only for one day.
Wrinkles appear on
faces soon to be next.
Sigh! What a pity!
Why not stay?
They have no worry,
nature was made.
When they're alive,
they live fully.
Give them all,
for Creator's glory!
Miriam Hurdle
© 2016.09.27
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