06-15-2022, 06:58 AM
When you're wiping down the roses
drawn in chalk on your father's gravestone,
and red is bleeding down the hand
carved words your mother chose
to remember, do not allow the wind
to carry dust into your eyes.
drawn in chalk on your father's gravestone,
and red is bleeding down the hand
carved words your mother chose
to remember, do not allow the wind
to carry dust into your eyes.