hyacinth

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hyacinth



No one ever gave me
a hyacinth
til 24 hours ago
the neighbor gave me
a hyacinth
and I have been
crying since.

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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