I had some fresh
flowers in
an apartment that
I rented a few years back.
They were of the most brilliant color,
with petals that
were rather short
yet full of attitude
and fragrance.
But they didn't last,
or so I had thought.
I found them again
just the other day
while I was looking
for something else.
They were brittle now,
more delicate than before,
but beautiful they had remained
both in sight
and smell.
Some flowers
never die.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Flower Power
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