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The Final Sleep

A petal falls as morning dawns flutters and sways gently aground a light breeze may carry it away before nature finalizes decay the golden rose from whence it came stands bare, its grace dismayed a bud, a bloom, a scent to please offers memories of what has been a cycle of life, or so it seems a moment in time or merely a dream did we note its wonderful bloom or did it live in solitude too short a life to go unseen beauty bounds within our realms reflect on all of nature’s being before we near our final sleep © Elisabeth Dubois – March – 2011

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/21/2012 6:48:00 AM
This is a lovely poem that I like very much Elisabeth. - oxox Love Anne-Lise
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Date: 1/20/2012 11:47:00 PM
Beautiful poem. A real pleasure to read!
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