My life was hard fought,
But ‘twas my lover who said
To challenge the rain.
The fading twilight
Calls for the dust to settle
‘Fore the wind takes him.
The lone river rock
Stands more still than the oak tree
While the water churns.
The summer sun stands,
Burning paramount today,
With torturous pride.
Dear little flower,
Your red petals stand so proud.
Are you ever blue?
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