poemranker ::Impermanence by Corey McHattan

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Impermanence

Member since 2002 · Posted 9 Jul 2002 · 1 comment

I thought I saw, and so it was, Something strange, that made me pause; A headstone cold, and flowers bright, Both decaying, in falling night.

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[8] OneFingerAnswer 10-Jul-02/12:03 AM Reply
"A headstone cold, and flowers bright,
Both decaying..."

That's actually something I've noticed before. I think you wrote a good poem here.