Day 17:
Orchid:
A black whale breached beside the boat.
A white orchid tucked behind my ear.
We laughed and partied into the night,
All was magic, joyful, without care.
I was a beautiful hula dancer.
He was The Handsome Turquoise Knight.
In the morning something was not right.
White orchids, red blood, blue fright.
The diagnosis was full-blown cancer.
Twenty five years stepped to the right
Since I danced with that orchid in my hair.
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