When she hears the sound of flowers dying,
The corners of her mouth curl up with secrets of a life.
A tulip crashes to the floor
While I watch her.
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My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.
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