Blossom In a Sty
Such a beautiful mind, lone blossom in a sty
one to many times taunting the tempest's ledge
now the muse wears a crown of his ashes
caulked memories to fill the holes of our lives
Your fireflies have brightened the crags of time
while all the pretenders pretended to listen
but now its painfully clear that they didn't
now your final wish is a cryptic gift to the sky
Our stark walls now decorated with your spirit
with dream catcher and the keeper of stars
garnished in the pigment of famished petroglyphs
your soul making paths to the center of our heart
Your life was brief but much deeper than a sad lesson
I believe you're very much deserving of heaven
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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