M.L. Bennett Poems

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The Dried Rose
Our love is like the dried rose
No life left inside
All color is faded
But looks the same as when it died

Its stem still strong but hollow
Still holds its fragile face
That once was filled with beauty
But now is lost in time and space

Why did our love die out like the dried rose?

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The Heart
Envied could be the seasons
Ever changing without a hurry
They know what's next and is to come
Like all immortals, the future is no worry

Marveled could be the birds
Aviaries with knowledge born engrained
Unblinking faith for wings to take virgin flight
Their wayward south was never trained

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