A Wilted Beauty
I held a beautiful flower in my hand...
I watched it lean where the sun ran...
My fingers and warmth slowed its growth...
So I let it go for its beauty to float...
It flourished in a world of sun and peace...
But soon the days ran and the sun was a tease...
Wilted and sad it now fades too fast...
And with a fall chill this beauty did soon pass...
"Autumns Dream contest"
10/23/11
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2011
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