Flowers grow here

Small white blossoms amongst the grave markers

Blooms hold their breath, expectant

A preacher's voice, a low murmur

Choked sobs beneath dark umbrellas

Drowned in the rainstorm

A single rose tossed into the muddy grave

Elegance entombed in the earth eternally

Flowers grow here


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