When the sunflowers gather
Around my grave
Let the roots run deep
If only to save
Those eyes of mine; far from free,
Closed forever
Yet willing to see.
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WOW. This is fantastic and poignant writing. Amazing piece here, it’s well-written.
Thank you very much 😊 I am glad you liked it
Even your short poems* are like well-articulated essays/articles to me. They have a great depth and many stimulating points, and must be read over and over again to grasp the full meaning.
*Pardon me for my limited knowledge of poetry forms.
‘…Closed forever
Yet willing to see”: superbly evoked
Thank you very much for the compliment 😊😊
You’re welcome
So very beautiful ❤️
Thank you 😊
Beautiful!!💕💕