It’s his last hurrah, really, with
winter just around the corner.
He’s hoping to bloom this one
last time before the cold snap.
Think of the audacity as leaves
fall and petals drop, a browning,
but then…BOOM he blossoms
in a dead and dying world where
hope, love, & life have stubbornly
refused to fold and just go away.
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