Family Tree
Petals drift
from the branches,
a gentle snow
of those gone before.
Roots entwine
beneath the soil,
a web of those
who came before me.
The garden grows
verdant, ripe
with the cycles
of family tides.
I stand amid
the blooms, buds,
a bridge between
what was and will be.
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