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Daylily Shroud

Each blossom dies
when the sun goes down
to become
a self- made shroud.

The initial display,
now closed to crowds,
is a door
forever shut;

as is the day
that its beauty bloomed,
so my life
one more day short.

Aging, NatureSuzi PeelApril 7, 2016
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