Consideration

As we walk our path, there they sit.
Shoulder to shoulder with their heads bowed down.
The granite slabs are cold this morning.

Slowing our pace we feel the air of reverence, curious as to the cause.
Is it a romantic moment, maybe
grief or remembrance?

Quietly and slowly we pass,
in the water holds the truth.
A red rose, a yellow rose. 
Intertwined on the surface,
a solemn tribute to...

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