Salvia and Columbine
She wore her sunhat on cloudy daysShe gardened in the rain
Just to watch her flowers
Drown and
wash away
She would sit for hours
In the thunder showers
Playing with the roots and the broken shoots
Singing songs with words
unsaid
The neighbors would shiver
and shake their heads
"How sad," they'd whisper,
"She just can't accept
That they are both
dead."
Poetry by Inked.
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Written on 2006-04-24 at 00:26
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