I was trying to think of things that are fragile,
Eggs are fragile, glass is too, a porcelain doll's face and the threads of an old handmade lace.
Then I heard three words spoken in grief that so broadened my mind,
Those three words - "Life is fragile"- made me know "fragile's" meaning of the truest kind.
"Life is fragile" is what I heard,
I now understand the "fragile" word.
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