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Love Blossoms
Every year
In her own time
She comes
Our moments are brief
But this I can rely on
Her scent is sweet
Her beauty exquisite
O, how I long for the days
When our eyes finally meet
Thursday 9th April 2020 7:37 am
Vita hominum flos est
Inscribed on Emanuel Sweert's painting 'Florilegium': Man's life is a flower.
Like a flower, he comes forth, then withers away;
like a fleeting shadow, he does not endure.
Book of Job 14:2
While I watched, her blossom
faded from the field
left no shadow
Now all life expects in this eleventh hour
we should revere lost heroes with a flower
But I shall not ...
Tuesday 12th November 2019 12:17 pm
Infinite beauty
A plum blossom greets
infinite beauty in morn'
while birds sit and wait
Friday 6th September 2019 1:29 pm
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