Summer Song
A wake for the deadlong overdue
to remind you of summer's end,
of roses resting
on an earthy bed
their scent colliding with death,
a fading voice
humming a song
to show you how fragile you are.
Poetry by Nathalia
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Written on 2023-01-20 at 20:52
Tags Memories  Life  Death 
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