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Glimmer of Time
by
Maria Paradiso
Move away
from the window, so I can feel the breeze.
Allow me to smell the scent of roses, growing down
by the trees.
Let me feel the warmth of the embers of a dying
sun,
Is it still summer, or have the long rains begun?
Find me an apple which smells as if it’s just been
plucked from the tree.
Cut open a watermelon, taste the sweet flesh and
savour it with me.
As you grate a lemon, spill its juice into a glass
for me later,
Share the goodness of all we have been given by our
Creator.
Though death is seeping within my bones, cancer
creeping daily,
I have this dream, this hope, this wish that you
could share, maybe.
I want you to be so happy in your life, so thankful
we met that summer's day
I need you to keep happy when my life is over,
please don't have bitter hold sway...
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