Widow and the Flower
A flower sits upon the window
and sees the reflection of the widow
the widow spots the flowers beauty
she stops to admire its presence
As the widow stares
her connection of the flower
becomes mesmerizing as if
they are one true being
the flower welts and weeps
the old widow becomes weak
stumbling until she looses herself
The widow falls onto the ground
the flowers petals begins to fall with no sound
as the widow tries to rise
the flower begins to weep in sorrow
The widow starts to cry asking why
the flower wilts and hides
the widow gets up but then falls to her knees
As the flower starts to fade
the widow goes pale
Lying there cold the widow held out her hand
a petal to appear with color so bright it looks so alive
The flower is brown and shriveled
the widow slowly stops her breath
and the petal falls to the ground and it disappears
The flower crumbles with the wind
the widow leaves the earth with no sound
and no one even cries
Seeing the wilts fly within the sky
People go on with the hope of the day
Widow dies with peace
The flower spreads its life.
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