A beautiful day and several deaths
later I remembered seeing her start
to fall, to faint remembered not seeing
it at all in fact, but being told. She
was fine, reminder of the horrible day
upcoming soon but not today, a beautiful day.
Between edges of weather reminders
of any season's early moments, a day
like today, the future is the fainting,
the end of joy, the five year plan and health
like what i might remember had it been...
not today, though, not then either
Cherry blossoms sure, but also snow
remembering my sentiment which is now
as once but 10, 11 years ago, this time
of year is springlike in its winter -
my spring is mellowed and less literate
remembering another's fears as fact; today -
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