dreams drip down my cheeks
farewells are spoken
hearts are broken
yet life goes on regardless
the flower blooms
from seeds scattered
by the wind, a bird,
a careless hand
as well as from those
sweetly tended beds
that overflow with fragrance
as their bounty grows
dreams flower in my heart
hellos are murmured
hope is whispered
the river keeps on flowing.
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