the last magnolia blossom waits to drop
it is a relic of the spring
but it is unaware
it cannot feel its petals gently fall
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Fantastic presentation. Season completes a cycle and life death as per it. Enjoyed with attractive photo provided. Thanks for sharing.
A poignant write. Everything has to end. That's a bitter truth depicted so beautifully in this poem.
Thanks Nosheen. I sometimes envy inanimate or insentient things. The blessing and the curse of the human soul is awareness.
The wise feeling of a wise man's perception of real life, Barry.Wonderful!