A Vase Full of Memories

A Vase Full of Memories

A Poem by Jacob Brine

Withered petals on a pool of tears.

Once were beautiful, now are brown.

A cruel remembrance of all the years.

Withered petals on a pool of tears.

Plucked one, by one, by irrational fears.

Leaving us empty, with just a frown.

Withered petals on a pool of tears.

Once were beautiful, now are brown.

© 2014 Jacob Brine


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Added on January 9, 2014
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Jacob Brine
Jacob Brine

Lebanon, PA



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