God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
— James M. Barrie
Memories can attach
to a cello note,
cling to walls,
reside in the folds
of a loved one’s clothes,
or embed into a flower’s
essence, time suspended
in a rose.
—C.L. Fisher, October 2021
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