Outside my window
A gray, thunderstruck tree
Sags with bent shoulders
Bare-branched and anxiously bowed
It tilts, as if into a future
Where you might return
Bereaved
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RED GLADIOLA 
Oh this is truly lovely 🙂
Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. =)
Wow, those last two lines! Amazing.
Thanks! I’m pretty fond of them myself.
The last line is so powerful… I think my heart skipped a beat. Great work, dear friend.
Thank you, Noora! It’s always a treat to know something touched you. *hugs*