Mortality
Humidity turns toys to junk but makes the flowers grow.
Then they in turn must fade to be buried far below.
As we mature, this sobering truth comes to be clarified.
Our part in nature’s circle is therein bonafide.
Prompt words today are toys, junk, humidity, mature and clarify.
Oh My~! And here I only thought Bona fide meant made in good faith~!
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What a beautiful reflection!
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Very true, and a great retablo.
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A great poem, and a great retablo to go with it. Hmmm — humidity is a forgotten part of the normal life cycle, isn’t it?!
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Thanks, Janet. Yes, agreed.
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You can have our humidity. We’ve got some spare left over.
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