The summer sun moves across the sky in a gentle caress
A thousand flower petals dance in the air
Oh Fate! Thou art an evil mistress
Bringing into this peaceful place such despair
I try to gather them all in a desperate plea
As they slip through my trembling grasp
The petals scatter to the wind like worthless debris
as I sadly watch summers final gasp
© JPM 6/12/08
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