High Summer
Wilted Zinnias
–-This poem reflects on wilted zinnias in high summer, where beauty endures strain, bends under heat, and finds renewal again in evening…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on wilted zinnias in high summer, where beauty endures strain, bends under heat, and finds renewal again in evening…
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