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The temperature code

when the mood in the room

shifts and changes

letting the cold winds come in

it’s hard to remember why

this year’s beauties

were taken from us. 

A negative light

highlight the gems

they’re all fragile now

having been exposed 

to an unforgivable source

their once strong stems

have been reduced

to a delicate glance

from here though

their strong ancient contact

is being safely guarded

here in my hands and arms

I’ll take the dried beauties

smother them in love

spread them all delicately

celebrating nature’s bounty.