The Morning Blossom Poem by Tony Adah

The Morning Blossom



Look at the beauty of the mushrooms
They're ever fresh long as the morning last
And soon they're a bunch of maggots
Jumping powerfully from the frail
And the putrid heap of mushrooms
In their place,
Let another be.

Friday, October 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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