Untitled, original poem #26

mother
i am losing my youth
there are so many things
 i should have said
 or shed
 when my leaves were still wet
before my winter came
  and snowflakes
    began tasting
     of memories

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Author: Transdimensional Poet

Poet, Transdimensional explorer, fisherman.

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