i saw a bouquet of
weathered
flowers
toppled by
your
headstone, the
wind must
have
thrown another
after hours
tantrum
++++
though, true i
don’t know
you
i get how much
little things
mean
to..
ones missing those
who can no longer
be caressed
or seen,
so i return your
flowers to
their
rightful
place,
++++
where dew kissed
petals blush the
graveyard
grey.
Grumpy Gorman
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