The golden flower
Once radiant, starts rotting
Slowly, it withers
Pasa el tiempo
demasiado rapido.
Vive sin miedo.
#haiku #Spanish #poetry
I beat on my chest,
Took a stand for the first time.
I’ll conquer today.
the swallows have fled
winging south thru northern skies
seasonal retreat
11/13/2018
