A Dying Demeanor

Blooms in a vase on my table

The scent fading.

Where once it filled the room,

Seems a long time since,

They never should have been taken from the garden

That is where they were alive

We think beauty lasts no matter where you take it

But alas, cut from the source of life, nothing survives

Inside first, then the petals fall to the the ground

And the fragrance is silenced.

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About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. Recently I have begun writing a couple of blogs. One poetry and one on hope. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused. Soon to be added is another blog...writings on hope from a biblical perspective. Now it can be seen at purplepandasandotherphenomena.blogspot.com. please feel free to visit.
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