knee high is the swift green grass
the catering wind elusive in granting them
the time needed to taste it's sweet trails
as their efforts are hampered to piece together
those candy coloured moments from 10 years ago
her sisters smile to her looks exactly the same
and a dew splashed image appears
a single crippled lily sinking in a pond
shattered fragments of our entire magnificent
lust
for
life
such passion for creating
a new north star now resides somewhere
in this hunched over haunted shell of a human
sitting on her heels with toes pointed inward
yet still gleaming with hope
one glowing coal
one more decade
all our miracles stay
on the planet that you made
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