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Fortunate Breath

Poetry By: seven

Tags: Poetry

roses, time ticking, a day!

Submitted:Dec 22, 2006    Reads: 69    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I gather your rosebuds, while I may.
Our time still ticking.

And this same flower, that smiles today.
Will be alive tomorrow, to smile again for you.

One more fortunate breath, not weary of us.
Not gone from this day.

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