Let us keep this safely between us
Holding on tightly to our pain
While only our voices remain
To echo that distant name
Though you can't return
Lost summer of green veins
A stray wind rattles your leaves
Giving up on us entirely
On our hands and knees
We comb the grass for seeds
Look I've found one gnarled
Nasturtium husk to save
No worries all our lives
Curled in it bound for spring
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