deponti (deponti) wrote,
deponti
deponti

When I'm gone....

When I'm gone...when my time is done..
Let me rest my weary head.

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In the softest of flowers,
Upon a petal bed.


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When the blooms wither,
When the colours turn to lead...

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We'll both return in the spring.
Neither of us...is dead.
Tags: age, colours, death, flowers, life, photography, poetry, sleep, verse
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