She stood elegant and beautiful
Graceful through time
Strong through trials
Cheerful through loss
Born in a long past May
In the fertile soil around
Como Lake
Waters of life
Life itself for me
She was for me
Of me,
Of her am I
Small and helpless she came
Such as she left
But with a strong wake
Fanning out, together apart
Each to our own but all from one
Joined with one
At the center
Our from where
Grey November follows a bright life
Our from where comes here
Apart together, from all
Our then touches now
Rain falls from us, on us
A moment of sun,
A gust of wind
The flower succumbs
We remain, our immovable from where
Is now just the shadow
Elegant and beautiful
Together fanning out apart
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