Gordon Jerome


Existence - Poem by Gordon Jerome

Like withered roses upon a floral wreath
Their crisp and bright luster removed
A lasting reminder of a fleeting existence
No longer hidden by their glow of beauty
We are all destined to whither and die
For like the glowing beauty of the rose
Our luster will dull as our brightness fades
Until our existence is destined no more
Then the cycle shall become complete
As our life’s essence returns to its source
And yet another rose blooms into existance.
“closing thought”
Do not fear the end of your existance
For it releases infinite possibilities


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 8, 2010



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