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Fallen Petals by Kenneth Vincent Walker


Fallen Petals

 

 



Each day seeing more

 

And more petals have

 

Dropped and wishing

 

That I could save them

 

But sadly I could not.

 

 

They are a constant

 

Reminder of what we

 

All must face in our

 

Untimely surrender to

 

This dwindling fate.

 

 

Once colorful, vibrant,

 

Full of life, full of grace;

 

I remember their faces

 

Distinctly, yet forgotten

 

Most of their names.

 

 

They each had promise.

 

However, many drifted

 

Unfulfilled; aspirations

 

Dashed on the pavement;

 

Hope eventually killed.

 

 

Wishing I could save

 

Them but sadly I could

 

Not. Helplessly realizing

 

My vulnerabilities each

 

Day as more and more

 

 

Petals have dropped.

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