a sunflower
learning to love
every 'her' in between
she stands
as she watches
her childhood
glory change
her eyes
drowning in dreams,
and yet
living a painful history
she learned
sometimes love can be
holding on to memories
aloft on whispers
and a sigh,
a hint of stardust
on her cheek
she is
a sunflower
learning to love
every 'her' in between
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