Grass Flower III

Pleasure they say, is but momentary
Why then is pain, forever?
Gnawing away, from the inside
I shrink and I shrink more

Happiness would have been
in remembering the flower
Not as one pretty thing
But as a speck in the meadow

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Grass Flower Part II

I took home roses and orchids and
Even the grass flower made pretty by drops of rain
For I knew that pleasure is ephemeral
Much like the life of the grass flower once pretty in the rain

Should I ponder over her long after she is gone?
Should I grieve over the inevitability of impermanence?
Or should I smile that she filled my life
With happiness and warmth like did the grass flower once?

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Grass Flower

With due credits to vickedvay for the idea-

I saw a flower in the grass; was nothing but a grass flower
Made pretty by the green and the drops of rain
It made me feel a little better
And I wanted to take it home

The flower in the grass; was nothing but a grass flower
Wilted in the sun; and disappeared among the green
Maybe I should have taken it home; for it was pretty then
But would I have wanted a wilted grass flower in my room today?

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