by joe
the daffodils await
in bloom.
spring is here.
the wind and sun
beckon.
your memories
come
to mind.
i miss
the mystery
of the hesitant smile.
yet
only the dust
of your ashes
may come
with the wind.
finally
i can say -
friend,
farewell.
picture from http://teas-herbals.com
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