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THE FLOWERS OF DEATHยฉ๏ธ

The flowers you receive on a sunny day and the flowers youโ€™ll one day receive on your grave are both equally romantic.

Both remind you that you are loved while you are still here and you will still be loved after youโ€™re gone.

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Dave B. Price

Poetry ~ Dave B. Price

Though the air is full of singing
my head is loud
with the labor of words.

Though the season is rich
with fruit, my tongue
hungers for the sweet of speech.

Though the beech is golden
I cannot stand beside it
mute, but must say

“It is golden,” while the leaves
stir and fall with a sound
that is not a name.

It is in the silence
that my hope is, and my aim.
A song whose lines

and not mourn:  the world
lives in the death of speech
and sings there.