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Poetry Friday: Epitaph for a Darling Lady

June 9th, 2006 (06:46 am)

Current Mood: energetic
Current Song: Beautiful by Joydrop

All her hours were yellow sands,
Blown in foolish whorls and tassels;
Slipping warmly through her hands;
Patted into little castles.

Shiny day on shiny day
Tumble in a rainbow clutter,
As she flipped them all away,
Sent them spinning down the gutter.

Leave for her a red young rose,
Go your way, and save your pity;
She is happy, for she knows
That her dust is very pretty.

-- Epitaph for a Darling Lady by Dorothy Parker