Lost Petal

Folder: 
Invisible Poetry

.

 

Life is a flower that 

sometimes,  the petals

brushed by strong

winds, falls off.

.

The flower, no longer

symetrical, senses

the absence. Butterflies

select more perfect

configurations.

.

Life remembers that

which is gone; a beauty

and perfection, shaped

and there, the colors

pristine and glad once

to have been.

.

Lady A

03-28-16

915a

.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

An oldie. ~A~
 

View allets's Full Portfolio