Undergrowth with Two Figures by Van Gogh
Two figures in a meadow of years
crowns with lilacs are their memories
moments of beauty but also tears
Now, but ghosts, they amble silently
Often they walked here in younger days
in life, they journeyed, his hand with hers
Searching for the sun in a grey malaise
a summer rain couldn't wash their tears
They like to stroll here 'neath pastel skies
among leaves dappled with days they knew
memories' sadness still finds their eyes
and blossoms reflect each goodbye hue
Ghosts of long ago often leave hints
that are best seen under lapis skies,
in shadows or midst lavender scents
Perhaps this truth Vincent realized
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