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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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