Time is a beautiful, terrible, troublesome thing

First frost
killed the blue & purple morning glories,
collecting the seeds
from wilting curled death;
saving to plant another year.

 


 

you were never a waste of time but I suppose love is a war and no one really ever wins.

 

goodbye, i wish you the best in life.

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