Friday, March 11, 2011

Rust

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Things left unattended
take life
from our procrastination
their procreation
born of our burden
but not our labor

such beauty
makes us wonder
if we ought toil
at all
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1 comment:

Marion said...

Awesome write! Would that we could find a nice place in a field of flowers and sit till we rusted. Sigh. Wonderful thought!

Blessings,
Marion

March 12, 2011 at 6:51 AM

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