Pressed between pages
Yellowed and crumpled with age
A few fossil dreams.
They’d seen all stages
Of metamorphosis to gauge
Extinction, it seems
P.S: Image obtained from the Internet
Posted by dreamingthruthetwilight on September 16, 2012 in Poetry
Tags: extinction, Fossilised dreams, metamorphosis
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