Vanishing Flowers Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
Vanishing Flowers
Vanishing flowers
On the bush near the terrace, the one sparrows
pick small leaves for their nests the red roses are falling off
they dance with dust on the road are run over
by tractors that have no soul.
A puppy tries to catch them when it does it spits
those out, the flowers are no food for it.
In a few days, the flowers will fly away don`t
know where, but they will be back next spring.
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