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Bouquet of Flowers

A loving gift of

Roses, Carnations,

Chrysanthemums 

And Lillies.

A rainbow bouquet,

A token of Love .

 

As time goes on,

The flowers begin

To wilt and fade.

The water changed daily

To ensure longevity.

A futile routine.

 

The day arrives.

Beyond saving .

No longer admired,

No longer erect,

No longer colourful, on

The cusp of being binned.

 

A decision comes to mind.

Each flower pressed 

In turn.Lovingly

Preserved.Everlasting.

A memory eternal of

A bouquet given in Love.

 

 

 

 

 

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◄ Sleeplessness

The Place where I belong. ►

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