-beauty,In It's Death Throe's-
All that Beauty
meticulously arranged
it's luxuriant bounty
profusely displayed.
All that Beauty
of natural,blending colors
it's once emanating glory
now flaunted, floral fading aura's
All that Beauty
plucked, in silent objectivity
it's short lived, earthly sojourn
as Flowers set in coffin'd urn.
Copyright © Christopher Stopford | Year Posted 2012
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