Benjamin Posted August 7, 2015 Share Posted August 7, 2015 we cease one count to start another three years have passed yet her clematis climbs and blooms on my garden wall honey bees beset the lavender-- and magpies still prattle at the constant cat beneath the larches a sharp downpour brings to mind that bees can't fly in the rain how sad to just work and die with nothing in between I turn old photos like tarot cards and wonder at smiling friends who came to share the house she loved so well but now reads vacant the sun brings ants to mill around dead bees and from my garden seat I contemplate that none of our in-betweens should end with a hood and scythe but a kiss upon the brow and a quiet goodbye Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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