Petals.

I watch the petals
Blow in the wind
Like moments of my life
Leaving me.
They flew on the  air
And I said my farewells
Letting each memory go
With the wind.
I miss some petals
They once made a flower
A gift that was given
In friendship.
Some fly lazily
Not quick enough for me
For a few are stained
Blood red.
But they all were parts
Of what  made my past
As I watch I smile
For a new flower.

 

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