Fragile ............
It is
all of these
tiny little
things...
broken,
quite like
butterfly wings,
our lives,
so fragile
and so very giving.
Living,
moving
and breathing,
puffing
spider web delicacy.
The gleaming shreds
always remain
for us to start over,
once again.
Friday, May 14, 2010
~ Fragile ~
Posted by fzia at 5:33 PM
Labels: poem (life)
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