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All Roses Bloom and Fade

(in memory of Conor Cummings, 11.7.92 – 4.7.08)

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He smiles, too tired to stay,
His voice falls thin and shrill;
All roses bloom and fade

When laughter turns astray
And hands press their goodwill,
He smiles, too tired to stay

Hard hourglass turns the day,
Forced hope turns into drill;
He smiles, too tired to stay,

When medicines betray,
His flesh burns with a chill –
All roses bloom and fade

Hearts shattered while we pray –
He climbs one last good hill;
All roses bloom and fade

In sunken face of gray,
Life slopes away until
He smiles, too tired to stay –
All roses bloom and fade

— t. l. cummings
Image by the author
(a version of a Villanelle)

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