Magic Blooms
Magic Blooms
of paint and paper...
You are still here.
I know it,
and feel it all the time.
Today,
I see it clearly.
A small card,
found in your desk.
To me...
Both written and signed
months before you left.
You knew you were leaving.
How did you know,
(tears... whispered...) how?
The way I would feel,
the things that I would need.
What would make my day,
bearable, and knowing too,
what would break it apart.
A giving tree full of love,
popped up from kirigami,
like a lovingly planted warm embrace,
that surrounds and binds me...
to the here and now,
and gives me strength,
to live until then.
kirigami, (fashioned, folded and cut paper)
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