There was a dahlia that I fell in love with.
She was of such immense, unique beauty,
I could not take my eyes off of her.
Just looking at her made me happy.
There could never again be a flower
like this one and it saddened me to imagine
that soon she would be gone.
With this in mind —
I made her portrait, leaned it up next to
the flower, watched one die, and kept
her forever.

October 24, 2005 PIECE OF THE WEEK
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