Daily missive for Thursday the 27th of December.
Open your eyes
There is so much to see
If you pretend
Everything under the sun
Is new
Which it is
When nothing is
As it was yesterday
Every deep red rose
Will die
The petals burned
In memory
As an archetype
It is easier
To believe the world
Can be preserved,
With string and a cleverly
Placed neck brace
Trembling
Limbs supported
With scaffolding
As in old photographs
To prevent change
Endorse a fantasy,
Than to see how briefly
Blooms the flower
Be grateful
For the purpose of everyday
And people
Too easily missed
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