A wooden frame.
inside a picular world.Beautifully astounding
Penguins hundreds of them.Complete
with the bow tie under the neck
but there is no ice.
Just a full bouquet of flowers.
every shade of pink,purple and blue
Penguins and flowers.Together.For eternity
The couple amist a garden.So ancient. So pristine
Yet now the garden is no more .
For a great wind was jealous of its beauty
and sweapt everything away.
now all that is left is a small broken picture
of what once was.
I think you are going to make me cry. The devastation was too much, and the scars are deep.