A Flower Blooms
A
flower
blooms
and dies
in the field,
much as
we
are born
and flourish
until it’s time
to depart
this life,
to
ascend,
acknowledge
our Lord,
and
to join
Him.
NB: Waltz Wave form – created by Leo Waltz.
Copyright © Linda Alice Fowler | Year Posted 2023
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