eulogy. | a poem

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I see stars
and lightning bugs flying higher
until I can’t tell
which is which
in the humid dark of a July sky.
It’s true; there is beauty
still, but
I am not ready for it


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February 3, 2017
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  • This is lovely! I hope you keep sharing poems!

    • Thank you! I definitely plan on sharing some at least once or twice a month. 🙂

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