Flower On The Wall Poem by Louis Cecile

Flower On The Wall

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Flower on the Wall

What is your story

I can guess

Blessed be by thy name

Holy is the ground

What has fallen

What is left

Only a flower

That fades with every coming hour

Life walks by

The flower dies

Symbolic is the sight

For those connected it brings fright

Flower on the wall

You bring meaning

A chance for reflection

A beauty that dies

This is nature

To gaze upon you makes me cry

Sunday, March 7, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ruth Walters 16 July 2012

We're all flowers, it seems, we flourish and fade as you have described so eloquently here.

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