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An Early Spring

March 6, 2018

You blew in on the wind of an early spring

 with a hint of new life in your step.


In a seamless motion we punctuated

an eight-year-old sentence.


And I realized your name must have been

written within me before I shattered


because I could feel

your embers linger in the remnants.



But many the hues of respect and admiration

you painted on her face


awakened a memory of the missing

portrait he drew of me.


I closed my eyes to prevent the tear,

and you were gone.



Naturally, I returned to the basement

to scrub stains out of dirty clothes. 


Frost bent the green blade.

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