I feel the air cool when Spring arrives
a chill that wraps around my body
like a shawl,
most people rejoice at the first sight
of daffodils,
but yellow is the colour of Death
haunting me, engulfing me in petal flames,
I do not smile when the sun
starts to shine,
because all I can think of is the
sun shining the day
we lost you…
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 3:28 PM UTC
I feel the air cool when Spring arrives
a chill that wraps around my body
like a shawl,
most people rejoice at the first sight
of daffodils,
but yellow is the colour of Death
haunting me, engulfing me in petal flames,
I do not smile when the sun
starts to shine,
because all I can think of is the
sun shining the day
we lost you…
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