Snow white tutu trimmed in pink
dangles from bent green stem
Oh! Delicate flower of Spring
Beautiful, graceful Cyclamen
Dancing in the wild wind
Pirouetting to and fro
You give the performance of your life
before finally letting go
Stem broken! Without a sound
Your fate is sealed
as you topple helplessly to the ground
Marie Shine
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swan-song-18/
