Flowers
Never forgotten like it is spring 365,

When a young prince wrote letters to his betrothed beauty;

When a greensman works on a scene of life and death blending in;

And when friends throw bridal shower for the blushing one;

Leaves
Only remembered at the end of fall,

But the souls..

In awe of the complication in their veins, the green in them;

Appreciate the way they carry themselves, so light and humble;

And perceive how they belittle to let the blossom secure the attention;


They are my kinda people <3

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