Wednesday, May 16, 2007

spring

spring,
a time for joy,
a time for laughter,
but only for mortals.
we can watch flowers grow,
but we cannot touch them
for everything we touch dies.
right before our eyes

2 comments:

LBH said...

Good. It twists at the end by starting out nice then going horribly wrong. Keep it up.

Garrett said...

i have got to start touching things then if those last two sentences are true