FLOWER - Blogtober 2020

Flower

Mortality's harsh truth cuts like a knife

Gertie's geraniums were wilted dead

E.T. just hummed and they bloomed back to life

The loss of a friend is all in your head

Hope is restored as the petals have spread

Elliot's hope died the flowers perished

Death's finality has surely mislead

The truth of decay is not so hellish

Dance of birth and death a flawless marriage

Possibilities lay in a small bud

To suffer loss is the love we cherish

Being human is to have lost and loved

The blossom's rebirth is ressurection

Nature's cycle of life is perfection

--Shenandoah Lynd

(a Spenserian sonnet)