Consider the blooming flower,
Springing to life in spring,
Frolicking through sun showers,
In joy the sunlight brings.
Unbothered by the news,
Unaware of life’s expanse,
She delights in charming views,
And nature’s vast immense.
Her ease inspires me so,
With petals raised sky-high,
She dances with the breeze’s flow,
Beneath an open sky.
Consider the dying flower,
Moving on with grace,
Relishing her last sun shower,
With wrinkles on her face.
Content to have existed
In a world of love and beauty,
Her soul, at peace and lifted,
Fulfilled her final duty.
Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 9:45 PM UTC
Consider the blooming flower,
Springing to life in spring,
Frolicking through sun showers,
In joy the sunlight brings.
Unbothered by the news,
Unaware of life’s expanse,
She delights in charming views,
And nature’s vast immense.
Her ease inspires me so,
With petals raised sky-high,
She dances with the breeze’s flow,
Beneath an open sky.
Consider the dying flower,
Moving on with grace,
Relishing her last sun shower,
With wrinkles on her face.
Content to have existed
In a world of love and beauty,
Her soul, at peace and lifted,
Fulfilled her final duty.
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