Your daughter collected fallen petals from the tree The night you were too tired to move We had to gather them all she said before they were gone Another day she walked the backyard saying she was sad The tree had died but was grateful for its life She seemed to already know so much of loss Much more than you when I said I loved you After we held each other’s bodies the first time You said you hardly know me and I said I know you well enough to know I love you It was all I could say when you yelled at your parents for no apparent reason And your daughter implored you to remember How she fell asleep singing your worth It wasn’t enough all that could not be said When your mother sent the message you had died I paced the house looking outside the window at the trees Each petal had fallen and returned to where it had come from But once again I was lost losing you And I would be lost a long time to come
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