Frailty

Precious Life is a Flower
  Unfolding to the Sun;
Cast a shadow 'cross its petal,
  Poof! Its bloom is gone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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August 20, 2018 at 11:48 AM
This is a gem. A fave. An xomo.
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August 20, 2018 at 7:50 PM
Sweet thought. I do remember thinking much the same of Stephen Crane.
Wolf Avatar
August 20, 2018 at 12:06 PM
interesting that you went back to dig out this one, my friend. And a fave, no less. You know, this kind of verse comes from my inner Emily Dickinson. If I could go back in time, she is the only human I would like to meet. Best always, Gershon
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