Prompt Of The Week: They came back every year to lay flowers at the spot.

[mm yes two depressing poems in one day my favorite, TW for,, death]

I couldn't to to your funeral.

Your parent's wouldn't have liked that

Would they even remember me? I'm not sure.

It's probably for the best

This is their fault, after all

It wouldn't have been pretty if your best friend attacked your parents at your funeral.

They put you in a skirt. Doesn't that make your blood just boil?

I'm doing fine-ish now

But I suppose the worst is yet to come

When I show up next year and you're not there.

I mourn you every day...

I'd come lay flowers on your grave every year

If I knew where you were buried.

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The Flower of A New Year

The first day of every year,

A day to celebrate a new beginning,

And new memories.

We sow the seeds of mindfulness,

And hope to grow,

The tulips of pride,

The sunflowers of acceptance,

And the roses of love.

Flowers take time to grow,

For the roots to dig deep,

Into our experiences and feelings,

To find the right grounding,

The stable foundation.

For a lovely flower to bloom,

It needs a foundation of patience,

A sip of care,

And the taste of aspiration.

They come back every year

to lay flowers on the spot.

To mourn, to hug, to cry.

But only once a year.

364 days a year they live

normal lives, forgetting what happened.

They come back every year

to lay flowers on the spot

where I died.

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“The Stopwatch”

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When love was young, and

Old was cool,

Time was never fast enough.

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I laid my stopwatch on the gravel

Just for a moment—I got distracted, and

While I did look back, I

//

Let my feet follow my heart.

Emotions trampled, decades later,

I search for my little watch—

//

I find myself here

Every year

Remembering what I forgot.

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My younger selves—they came

Back, every year,

To lay flowers at the spot

//

Where I’d run from time

Thinking I’d be fine—

Before love turned me inside out.

//

@Clarisse29

It started as a joke. They were trying to get a friend, Stephen, to believe that a hill on his property was a gravesite.

There was a big rock sitting at the top, and they brought flowers of various kinds to make it look like someone paid their respects.

Once they brought Stephen with them to the hilltop, they found that only the roses remained. They exchanged a look, but didn't bring it up.

Little did they know that there was some truth to their whole joke.

Stephen looked excited when he came to school the next day. Apparently, he'd talked about it with his elderly neighbor Mabel. There really was a girl who had died there, on the very day that they'd went up there... She was executed for using "magic".

Her name was Rose. And nobody had ever paid their respects to her back then for fear of setting her free. He wanted to find out who was leaving the roses.

They exchanged a look again, but didn't say anything.

Later on, they confirmed that what Stephen said was true. He never found out it was them doing it to begin with, but every year they would go pay their respects from then on...

They came back.

They came back.

They came back.

They came back.

And I loved them for it.

If I had been with them

We would have lied flowers there

By the grave of our favorite family member

But now, I lie by her side

In the ground

With her

My favorite person in the entire world

And now I lay with her

Happiness surrounds me

We are now reunited

Forever

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It was once a place of grandeur

Memories of laughter, family and love

Where dreams are born realized and flourished

Yet, that place of joy, became a place of pain

Dreams shattered, too many pieces to gather

Broken and divided families

Aching hearts absent of laughter

But somehow,

They return every year to lay flowers,

Flowers at the spot

Where joy once was

And where loved reigned supreme

Years passed

And the flowers turned

Into a garden of healing

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