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September Elegy
by
Randy Cadenhead

 
I passed by your grave today
and happened this time to pause.

It was the first day to smell of Fall -
cool, as it was, with an early dark.

Kneeling beside your name,
I saw what seemed a scrap of yellow -

a frayed silk petal in a poignant shade,
from another’s memory of you.

Time, it seems, may fade the finest flower,
but the memory of love lives on.
--Submitted by Randy Cadenhead on 2012-07-08.
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