a fallen monarch
beautiful in your orange hues,
you flutter your wings in defiance
even when you have lost your strength to fly.
so i resist the urge to keep you
as an object to admire,
allowing you the dignity
to retire alone.
7.30.17
a fallen monarch
beautiful in your orange hues,
you flutter your wings in defiance
even when you have lost your strength to fly.
so i resist the urge to keep you
as an object to admire,
allowing you the dignity
to retire alone.
7.30.17
