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anonymous Feb 2019
these winter days;

are no longer lilac

no longer tragically, beautiful

now just wrong

the sky, presently grey

mimicking our souls

will never shine again

not like it did before
This is a followup poem to lilac sky. I hope you enjoy it!
poetfromthesky Feb 2015
I seen a monarch hovering
Tiny butterflies everywhere
Flowers opening before my eyes
I could smell each one
Steamy air filled my nostrils
Thoughts of passion
You appeared in the distance
Your sundress flowing in the summer winds
Never could I have imagined
As you walked closer
Seeing your smile
I waited

— The End —