Why did you bring me flowersTo tell me you must go?I thought this time is oursSafe from gust and blow
Why did you bring me flowers
Before they’re buried in snow?
Now I stare at them for hours
They blossom, all aglow
A burst of pain in vasesThat is how my heart grievesI try to find your tracesIn a yellow drift of leaves.
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Published on October 12, 2016 21:31