Blossom
 
they came with slabs of slate and marble
and they built a great coliseum
with pillars, statutes and irrigation
-and all did marvel
 
and when the fair weather was done
and all the gladiators were gone
they drained the water from the well
and all the statues crumbled and fell
 
then tiny sun seekers crept up through the marble
they entangled the great coliseum with
dandelions, buttercups, and forget me not blossoms
-and i did marvel
 
 
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