The Violet
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1 min readOct 5, 2019
I walked the empty path into the night.
Amongst the scattered glow of stars above.
A soul detached — a broken heart contrite.
And at the end, a Flower stood — my love.
John Parsell 2019
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Husband and Father. Fiction writer. Poet. Editor. Creative thinker. Lover of language arts (and I can make a pretty mean pizza).