(Those Held Dear- my digital music composition)
Watercolor words flower
in tiny blossoms here and there,
scattered joys and gathered sorrows,
‘forget-me-nots’ of love and care.
So fleeting are these flowers,
words and blossoms ‘come and gone’,
fleeting lives so soon forgotten
yet we, as Life, continue on.
October 12, 2009
Flowerpoet 