R.I.P.

I collect dead flowers in old bottles

Once they did emit aromatic charm

If I look too hard they will crumble

Decay recalls colors dulled for which I coddle

Temporal is requisite for our world

Severance is paid to those who remain

A new flower’s day nurtures less turmoil

How sweet it is we resemble each other’s smile

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©Nisi 2015.

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