Intertwined

Melancholia & Nostalgia

have never left me

Their sighs I hear

in a namaste I feel

peering from the

trellises of our years

How they've grown

in lady like form

Two roses from the

furrows mined

who curtsy free

and wave to me

from time to time

as they shadow

their counterparts

Elation & Foresight

#MelancholyChallenge 

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