On May 5. Las Flores


On May 5.  Las Flores

Las Flores

I am
Not a lover of flowers
I think they’re fragile similar to glass
Suddenly they are gone, bruised, cracked

Those pennies wasted on crumpled petals
Will not last seven days of pleasure and grief
No flower remains fragrant forever
No tulip, no rose, no blossom

Be left home, only memories
Like grandmother’s flowers,
And a crown for Mary.

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