A Fragile Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Fragile Life



Watching nature shower her blossoms all over the ground as
winds blow across trees, unlatching them from their branches
of safety.

Now lying on the ground, looking up, gently falling asleep
into other lands, escaping the fragile life that they knew
wouldn't last, because it was so very temporary.

Monday, June 2, 2014
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