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"