The flowers we planted together
Are dying now
A single rose has died already
This morning I watered them
But they did not return my love
I squatted on my heels, painstakingly
As you used to do, effortlessly
And examined them closely
A green bud rippled a vein
Brazenly, begging for rebirth
It, too, must learn
Nothing is forever
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
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