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For Those Left Behind

For Those Left Behind

white roses

float weightless

in the water

meeting the morning

light

they travel so far

across the world

on one shining sea

and at night

the moon rests

high in the sky

as the roses

in full bloom

break apart

and let go their petals

to make a path

for the lost sailor

at sea

TL

Published inPoetry