Gone Gift

Let Begonias be Begonias

As I was walking,

my thoughts circled a far bygone day;

I considered hardiness and angel wing,

like begonia petals on a string.

Suffice to say:

even déjà-vu memories lose their sting.

H/T to The Grateful Dead

(Unfortunately I cannot find a CC video of the song.)

This is interesting: The Annotated "Scarlet Begonias"