The poppies rose to greet you, but you did not wake until they bowed and it was in their leaning you felt most at awe with their nature, as if they had remembered you from when you were more than mortal
08/11/2009
Posted on 08/11/2009Copyright © 2024 Melissa Panther
This poetry sets the bar. It speaks volumes in such a use of words that is magnetic and pulling. It is a masterpiece. Thank you for it.
