Written 14 September 2025 for Bit Size Contesr No. 123 Poetry Contesr of Line Gautthier
A Memory A crimson tulip, soft and bright, Unfurls to greet the morning light, A fragrant kiss from the soft breeze, But dawn's sweet beauty can't be seized For soon its petals gently fall, A memory pitched on the wall.
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