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30/30 Poetry Challenge (2017) Creative Writing Poetry

Day 15 – We Came to Admire Your Beautiful Death

By on May 31, 2017

[Photo Credit: Flickr / Kat Morgan]

We drive through the woods and point
at shriveling bodies hanging from branches.

It’s the turn of the trees,
the red of their leaves,
their fall and return to the earth
that remind us of how much
we were ever truly worth.

They’re brown now,
from months of slow decay.
And all it takes is a good rain
to wash them all away.

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