Some memories survive only because we won’t let them go
A sunflower in a small wooden box
under a glass roof
on a bedside table.
Not allowed to die,
never allowed to live,
kept as if time could be held still.
Its color faded long ago,
but the box is beautiful.
© Ana Fonseca, 2025
One who is still alive but unseen, neglected, their spirit left to whither away in isolation. This is painfully felt. 💙