saintdragonlord (saintdragonlord) wrote in lincolnlj,
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the flower

Petals curved
and lifted high
Narrowly stalked
Fragrance adrift in the sky.

Delicate embrace
With mother earth
Picked and arranged
On many a hearth.

Bound with a narrow
Strip of ribbon
Or simply poses
On a counter in a kitchen.

One may trim and bend
And press and turn
And in time
The girl does learn.

But as the earth
once held it fast
If you break the stem
The beauty will quickly pass.
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