Freesia

Today’s poem was originally inspired when my amazing twenty-one year old cousin was killed. It contemplates the strange medley of life and death, beauty and fragility, transience and value, that make up our reality.

This simple little work is dedicated to all who have lost a loved one in the flower of youth.IMG_5794

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