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Trauma, Abuse, Recovery, Incest

eclipse

Sunflower (poem)

Poetry

A tiny bud, unraveling leaves,

A sprout bursts from the earth.

You stretch your petals, seeking light,

The nourishment of warmth.

But time drags on, your head droops heavy,

Your flower, all closed up.

***

A sunflower born in an eclipse.

December 24, 2020 Ally Chiu Tagged death, depression, eclipse, flower, hope, love, poem, Poetry, sad, sunflower, trauma Leave a comment
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