there is no elegy for the death of snow flakes there is no requiem for the death of wild flowers so listen for a silent elegy when you see snow flakes fall so listen for a silent requiem when you see wild flowers perish listen for the music that cannot be heard death of snow flakes death of wild flowers

About the Poet:
Suchoon Mo lives in the semiarid part of Colorado. His most recent poems and a music composition
appear in Seattle Star, Literary Heist, Literary Yard, Scarlet Leaf Review, Modern Poets Magazine.
Beautifully reflective. ❄️🌼
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Amazingly crafted
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