~ Another petal, another poem.
A twig falls out the tree
Catches my eye
Toward another white petal falling
She flips over in the breeze
When another cloud covers the sun
Another cigarette ends
Receiving a shadow as time passes still.
IW
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A moment in time.
Leslie
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Yup. It was a bit surreal actually.
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Nice picture of a cigarette with ash and petal.
and good to see your editing process.
Finding Eliza
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