POPPIES
She
Knows
Silence
Watching leaves
Fall
gracefully down
Crumbling
on the old stone path
Finding
something like intrinsic beauty in their decay
Remembering summery embraces as dancing
poppies scent the twilight breezes
Patiently listening for the last white
crumpled petal
To fade and fall as all around
Anticipate a
Regener
a
tion
Virginia
Gow
21/03/13
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