Broken petals fallen on good earth, Nurtured lovingly from tiny seeds, Still beautiful, still precious; Sadness and joy mixed in their veins But broken now, and fallen to the earth, To find renewal by another hearth.
I'll try to post at least one poem per week. I will mostly post them alphabetically instead of chronologically from my collection. This way I can keep track of what I have posted.
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