Friday, June 19, 2009

Fragments

Withering, withering away
Frost, leaves, vines
Contracting, constricting
As they expire
Slowly, silently, sadly
Un-nurtured
Lingering longer than they need to
Unwanted
Once glistening and very alive
They lay now
Unattended
To be trampled underfoot
Like so many missed opportunities

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