Fading
Like a beauty queen
Grown old,
Sunrise is too quckly over.
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Flowers ever rise
Come the dawning of the day.
Skyward though they strive
They are plucked and thrown away.

The festival of life
Welcomes chaos to the fray;
Yet flowers ever rise
Come the dawning of the day.

Everyone says I speak nonsense
Sorry
But it's the only language I speak

That it was broken once,
Makes it precious to me now.
When the porcelain vase is shattered,
Embrace the pieces tenderly, and
Heal the cracks with gold.

Like a Black Dahlia, she sits in solitude. Her Essence is intoxicating and draws you in with her mysterious ways. To touch her is a delight, but be careful you don't get lost in her. For what may appear to be a delicate flower, is simply an enticement to get you into her web. In truth she's poison, she has been the ruin of many men. So if she happens to Blossom in your path, beware the dark flower.

I saw you looking
at a snow globe
you said you wanted to go there
I asked where
to China daddy
I asked why
that is where snow is made.

Reading opens a door to a different world. Knowledge expands the vision beyond brick and mortar walls. The pages are cobble stone in a path to ascension. Words of inspiration remove the veil of ignorance. A book lends itself to new ideas and oppertunity. An educated child can lead the world to a better place. A book is a cure for poverty even in the most hopeless place.