There is beauty
That rests on the fence
Just outside my window
Held by the sun
Touched by the rain
Blooming patiently
Enjoying the pleasure of itself
Waiting to be found
Growing impatient with time
Knowing it will not last
For those who tarry
Fragile beauty
Do not dismay
You will come another day
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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