Wild Song

Today I paid attention
to the flowers
to the eyelid thinness of a petal
I tried not to feel sad

They sing their colours
in a whisper 
yellow and blue and blue and blue
I tried not to feel sad

I won’t look tomorrow
they might change
their colours grow crisp and dull
withered as hours

but today I paid attention
to some flowers

Author: ataraxicat

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