I wish I’d known that day would be our last,
The weatherman warned of blistering heat,
If only he’d cautioned, voiced and forecast
The burn and scarring of your rash retreat.
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That sizzling summer day started so well,
Singing “We Are The Champions” by Queen
On the road, the fresh-picked strawberry smell
Stuck to my hands from wild plants, red and green.
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Something was off, I could see in your eyes,
Petals torn from a majestic pink rose,
Shrinking so completely, my heart, it dies,
Swallowed alive by massive mosquitoes.
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I have since grown steadfast, special and strong,
The love, warmth and joy within all along.
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Andrea Jardine
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Currently in Toronto, Canada developing my writing skills and growing an audience. Any tip or pledge given to help me pursue this endeavour is greatly appreciated. Thank you!
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