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Red Rose 2011

Let me be aware of the treasure you are.
Let me learn from you,
Love you,
Bless you before you depart.

 

Let me not pass you by in a quest of
some rare and perfect tomorrow.
Let me hold you while I may,
For it may not always be so.

 

One day I shall dig my nails into the earth
Or bury my face in the pillow.
Or raise my hands to the sky and want,
more than all the world your return.

 

 

Red Rose Photo from Susie Hemingway’s Collection.