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Do withered flowers lose their beauty?

Have  I ever told you- I still have your boutonniere?

Perched proudly upon my poetry books~

All of the memories of "Us" may have been stored-

hidden-

in a box solely for those memories

but that flower stands proudly,

untouched from the date- May 3rd

 

Fragile as it may be ( now dehydrated )

It remains a symbol of our love -

Filled with beauty, and fantasy-

but now dried out-

yet I still have it

 

Should I throw it away?

Forget and abandon it-

Or keep it as a memory?

and risk it growing on me

The longer it stays

the more questions arise...

 

Do you still have yours- Or is it gone forever?

Do withered flowers lose their beauty?

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sahil-suri
American
Published
Apr 22, 2014
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