by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Feb 2015 548 Views 2 comments
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blossoms moon always come and gone to soon
leaving petals strewn by song of rain in tune
simple joys for which in life we prune
the flower of your days in each of a thousand ways
fore decisions are a maze branching from tree to rays
but within each heart lays the key to every phrase
and what today weighs may someday garnish praise
so many cuts within and every blossom formed
now only colors in the wash drying to a glaze
leaving petals strewn by song of rain in tune
simple joys for which in life we prune
the flower of your days in each of a thousand ways
fore decisions are a maze branching from tree to rays
but within each heart lays the key to every phrase
and what today weighs may someday garnish praise
so many cuts within and every blossom formed
now only colors in the wash drying to a glaze
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Posted: Feb 2015
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