Why Must The Flowers Die

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Why must the flowers die

So quick bright things

Things that are made

To Fade and fall away

To touch Upon my cheek

Rosebud blushing secret that

Glisten with the dew

Her pure unquestioning kiss

Still haunts with a lonely love

The sweetest beauty will decay

Now neglected and despised

The rose is pale, the lily’s dead

Her funeral a most

Heart-breaking gloom

Then like a voice, the harp rang

It’s melody forever tender

Thrilled all the air

Why must the flowers die

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

One thought on “Why Must The Flowers Die

  1. “Rosebud blushing secret that

    Glisten with the dew

    Her pure unquestioning kiss

    Still haunts with a lonely love

    The sweetest beauty will decay

    Now neglected and despised

    The rose is pale, the lily’s dead

    Her funeral a most

    Heart-breaking gloom”

    … so sad and so lovely … I remember the death of my lil rose Jenny …

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