...For Dolly
The gardener arrives
in the company of silver
secateurs and frigid air
Yet no pang of cut and cold
could erase rainbow's reflection
on her blushing spathe
Dandelions around her
drenched with the kiss of rain
one butterfly breaks his wing
But there’s not even a shadow
of fear, nothing but an ocean
of peace fills her vision
She is elegant as her first bloom
Invincible to tears, thankful even to goodbye
She will not fade away…only her name
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