Place Fresh Cut Flowers Poem by Patti Masterman

Place Fresh Cut Flowers



Place fresh cut flowers
Wherever the rhapsody of morning
Gets broken through.

Remember your youth in decay-
Too soon the dream was devoured.

Here between the forever
Lies the everywhere:
Worship each embrace as though
Were already the ghost, of yesterday.

Jan.29 2011

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Brian Jani 13 May 2014

Patti This is a good piece of poetry

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