Fragile memories of
Sorrow mixed with sweet.
My mind floods with those who
Filled my heart—
Stolen from me suddenly,
Precious souls.
They brighten the shadows
With splashes of golden sun.
Tag Fragile
Fleeting
Fragile creation
Held in the palm of a hand –
Fleeting existence
Fragile
Life breathed into us
Is as bubbles flying in
Blowing wind, fragile
Fragile
Flowers offered in peace
To do what flowers do best
Offering comfort
Offering relief
But none is taken
None is found
Because there is no balm
When three young hearts
Farewell their mother
And parents lose their son
New week’s morning transformed into a
Lifetime of mourning
Poems and Petals 