Summer Is Late, My Heart

Summer Is Late, My Heart short poem

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My last night with her
Sunflowers stalk.
Let them
watch,
remember,
and blazon this onto their petals

Time decays my memory
Last summer
gets
harder to
remember
Will harvesting the sunflowers replenish me?

Two summers have died.
That memory I
held
so
dearly
fades back into that dark soil.

Those sunflowers survived
four summers and yet
memories
of that
night
nurtures the whispers of my dreams.

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@lemmy_caution, the heart will find threads of love where to cling to. At times, these are only what will be left.

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