FLOWERS BLOOMED.


‘Twas fields graced with
natural beauty randomly
placed. Scented aromas
the unique essences
of thee. ‘Twas a delight
the unbridled tapestries,
DNA it be.
Intrusive weeds of discord
a strangulation none could
forsee, the desiccation
of thee. Where once
FLOWERS BLOOMED
pits of desolation
now there be.
©️PSA 7/6/21.




		
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