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Bleeding Heart

Submitted by Candlelight on Tue, 05/01/2012 - 8:16pm

My mother weeps to see the flowering forest floor.

"Those are Dutchman's Britches. Your grandma

loved them." Eleven months the plant is stored

underground. We didn't bring the camera.

 

A chill rain begins to fall. The flowers furl.

Twenty degrees tonight, but they can stand a freeze--

The snow protects them. Above, the wind curls

smoothly around the mountain. Whispering trees.

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