Iustitia Poetica
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Seed
I planted a bulb, long ago,
And where it was planted,
It multiplied, and
Tulips grew to kiss the sky.
But soon the setting sun
Drowned the tulips in her tears,
And the petals drifted
To the wind’s wistful sigh.
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