Most hide from their

impermanence,

but not you.

You

flaunt your fragility,

exulting in your transitory bloom.

You have but 24 hours

to live and breathe and have your being.

Why bother?

But your smile is so wide it cracks your cheeks

and your giddy capers in the garden

are legendary.

So I will stop

and stare

and inhale your fragrant charm

and marvel at your courage

before I return to my own

impermanence…