A year and a half ago, after the death of a precious friend, I left the funeral with a bouquet. Such beauty, meant to comfort, and yet, bit by bit, just like with my friend, I had to let it go, as the petals fell.
The ache of release is sometimes more than we can bear. But we can’t keep the Beauty forever. The petals fall. The petals always fall.
Fallen Petals
Uninvited beauty
Comfort’s gift
peruvian lily
chrysanthemum
lilac rose
carnation
Fallen petals
Fetid water
bloom by bloom let go
In gratitude and grace
Choice to receive
Choice to release
No choice to keep
~ Alice Finnamore, June 13, 2023
Dream Bringer’s Studio 
Beauty is from within my friend. It can be defined as a combination of qualities. A petal for every loving gesture.
A petal for every selfless word of support.
A petal for every minutes of togetherness.
You stood by me!
Unlike physical beauty our friendship will last the rest of time.
Like flowers our friendship will blossom again.
Such as everything so beautiful!
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Beautifully said, Natalie!
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