Just an empty parking lot now.
Once beautiful things were made here.

Some thought they were real.
Even owners began to believe.

Things get old though,
Machinery and all.

Too easy for silk flowers
To be made far away.

First the employees go.
Then the machinery left, then the building.

Only stray parts left now
And swirls on the parking lot from employee’s cars once there.


  1. Yet silk flowers remain on our dining tables, in our vases and our foyers.


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