Undergrowth with Two Figures by Van Gogh
Two figures in a meadow of years
crowns with lilacs are their memories
moments of beauty but also tears
Now, but ghosts, they amble silently
Often they walked here in younger days
through life, they journeyed, his hand in hers
They wanted the sun, no cloudy greys
blue skies and sunshine, rain not endured
They like to walk here 'neath pastel skies
among leaves dappled with days they knew
Altho, at times, tears can fill their eyes
when blossoms reflect each goodbye hue
Ghosts of long ago can leave a hint
possibly seen under lapis skies,
in shadows or in lavender scent
Perhaps this truth Vincent realized
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