The Fading Of Sunflowers

The scent of your gentleness
is gone.
Withering,
as moon hides behind the clouds.

And
all warriors retreated.
Weapons on the ground.
All ready to go home,
scarless.

2023

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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