Saturday, September 24, 2005,10:46 PM
She Seems Older Than Me
She seems older than me, the flower,
Being more familiar with the earth.
She knows the Sun well,
Appreciating the morning.
When the night comes
She knows to bow her head.
Even though she needs the rain
She never seems to beg.
Her ending is soon
But she takes it in stride.
She seems older than me, the flower.
posted by J. Andrew Lockhart
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