For the Birds
In each and every passing hour
In every bloom and wilted flower
A shining moment's quick demise
Without a witness magic dies
Here and gone the magnificent goes silently
While dramatic things of less import
Captivate us violently
Copyright © Rebecca Young | Year Posted 2022
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