Ethereal: A Book of Poems

⚠️Terminal⚠️

Fragile, a beauty,
such a flower,
petals fall gracefully,
stem stands tall.
Warmth of the sun,
fades, a chill,
wind flows around,
stem leans forward.
Health fades,
deteriorates, is gone,
brown rises up,
spreading around,
up, above the clouds,
to heaven we must pray.
Too late, time gone,
pollen kisses the ground,
shrivels, deep into the soil,
once again to return,
home, safe.

- A. J. Curran

🥀☀️🍃☁️🌱🥀☀️🍃☁️🌱🥀☀️🍃☁️🌱🥀
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This is in reference to someone with a terminal illness, in my view the flower represents the person and the things that happen to the flower is the- in my mind- affects of cancer. But it can be interpreted anyway!