Zoe Guillory


Isolation - Poem by Zoe Guillory

But my dandelion had died.
Her sunny pedals had become the soft snow
of Death's fingerless grasp.
She died alone
as she had lived alone:
protected from the lush green grass,
the sunlight her only friend
to seep through her shield of pure glass.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013



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