You are like a pale purple flower
In the blue spring dusk
You are like a yellow star
Budding and blowing
In an apricot sky
You are like the beauty
Of a voice
Remembered after death
You are like thin, white petals
Falling
And
Floating
Down
Upon the white stilled hushing
Of my soul.
Angelina Weld Grimke (1880 - 1958) USA
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