Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Pink





See how I have returned to you:
Bright and flushed and new!
You who have trusted
The prophecy
Of each potential bloom,
Have had your faith rewarded.
Why weep
Or wonder
Or worry
About how long
I will stay?
Pink is
By nature
Impermanent.
But while it lasts,
It saves.

2 comments:

  1. This poem reminds me of my daughter and how fast she is growing. She's more permanent, but always changing. Lovely read.

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  2. I love that you've connected this to the fleeting nature of childhood.

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