Blossoms may whither


Blossoms may whither

Blossoms open to see a destination

Weather or trouble times fail to hinder

It’s their glory short but amazing

No need for faith focused on the future

Depending only on the fruits to be

No crux for the reason to fail

Disaster only slows the drive

Wishy washy only for clothes to be cleaned

Something after their time is their generation

Hope may be a feel good moment

The ale that many do drink

Not to be blinded getting the shot of goodness

Complexity of the simplicity makes more want answers

Think of the fruits

Blossoms may whither

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