my flower is my avenue
towards a fragrant finish
its sights come alive
emblazoned in fun color
amongst imagery of mind
dawdle not on emptiness
first glance may portray
perceived through the eyes
for soon it will be filled
bringing ease of relaxation
as silk as its soft petals
fragile, don’t touch
within days all that’s left
a stem with no attraction

-Jennie Nawrocki

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