The subtle light of spring creeping
like babies breath into the world,
enter: the birth and dawn of time.

Three white lilies in a vase
representing heaven, man and earth
(the only decor in a plane white room)

Whose desperate petals are scattered
upon a bed,
red roses soon to be disappointed potpourri

watered by the old woman,
hydrangeas replace the girls
who are women now

Birth and death and life
three poppies entangled in vine

Dead, black petals upon damp ground,
fall sweeps a tired old town.