They never last long enough for me. But perhaps that's what makes them more precious each year.
Beautiful poem John.this fleeting lifegone in the blink of an eye
Oh the wind!when will it stop its swirl? :)Good one, Johnwishes, devika
ah, the delicae beauty.
They never last long enough for me. But perhaps that's what makes them more precious each year.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem John.
ReplyDeletethis fleeting life
gone
in the blink of an eye
Oh the wind!
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Good one, John
wishes,
devika
ah, the delicae beauty.
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