White Rose in Green

Form: Terza Rima

Recalling nights of staring at the green
The months of knowing each strand of your hair
Their all deep within my what might’ve been
I close my eyes and into the green stare
The sounds of machines echo in my mind
Inviting the same thoughts of it’s not fair
Still looking for answers I’ll never find
And still drinking another cup of tea
Is tea and tears how we are now defined
As I feel that emptiness within me
Until I wake I’m lost and in-between
The echoes of dreams of how love used to be

Rest in peace and love, my darling gg — 3 January 1966 – 7 December 2001


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