The Rogue Nun
A Live Bouquet
cut and fading,
die in a vase on the kitchen table.
Bought as a donation to help fight cancer,
their withered yellow
draws a wry smile.
April 12, 2019
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Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.
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