The Flower

April 7, 2008
Each day I walk
Past that same certain spot
Next to the window and see a pot

In the pot
There was the most beautiful flower
And saw that one of the leaves had fallen

All the leaves were green
The entire flower white
What a terrific contrast

All I can do is stare in awe
Then one day the flower was gone
And I wondered

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