Remainders / Reminders

Last summer’s drought 
Left fence lines shrouded in remainders,
Reminders that 
All of us are like the grass,
The grass withers and fades away.
The glory of a man 
Is like a flower
That withers in the sun
And falls;
But the word of our God 
Endures forever!

Published by Elece

I am a photographer and a freelance writer. I write stories, poetry, gift books, and magazine articles––both print and online. Photographing children, places, and especially flowers is my hobby.

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