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A Flower's Dying Hour
As the flower
Fights frost
A few hours
Withered in winter
Wishing for warmth
Succumb to weather.
Fights frost
A few hours
Withered in winter
Wishing for warmth
Succumb to weather.
Published 11th Jul 2017
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12th Jul 2017 3:03am
Indeed, the greatest struggle in nature.
Great to see you stop by, always glad to have you read me. ~anonshadow
Great to see you stop by, always glad to have you read me. ~anonshadow
Anonymous
12th Jul 2017 4:58am
It makes one wonder how things have survived thru so much of physical elements for centuries to reproduce by evolving. You got a thoughtful micro here Anon.
12th Jul 2017 5:28am
It does, doesn't it? It's an incredible cycle, it's a wonder to be sure. Thank you very much for the kind words, I always love seeing you around, my friend. ~anonshadow
I know a few like Her...breaks the heart!!!
Beautiful Write Good Sir!!!
Beautiful Write Good Sir!!!
13th Jul 2017 6:06am
It is indeed heartbreaking. A sad and winless struggle. Thank you for stopping by, my friend. ~anonshadow
19th Jul 2017 8:05am
19th Jul 2017 8:10am
Thank you for saying so, Chris, I am very glad you enjoyed it. ~anonshadow
