Moonlight Gardening
D Dónall Dempsey
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Obscured by clouds
a hidden Orion
listens to your
crying
in a well kept
garden
a constellation
of flowers
tenderly tended
by your hand
listens to the rain
teaching them
how to grow
row after row
the flowers
cannot begin
to know
of how your
human grief
tries to lose
itself
in each of their faces
seeing again
your dead daughter
smile
upon your tears
your hands
mechanically
gathering moonlight
that isn't there.
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