My 10/16/25 postcard, once a bright sunflower, now hangs in quiet surrender, its golden petals curled and faded, clinging to the dark heart of the bloom, beauty persisting even as life recedes.
Time’s Touch
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My 10/16/25 postcard, once a bright sunflower, now hangs in quiet surrender, its golden petals curled and faded, clinging to the dark heart of the bloom, beauty persisting even as life recedes.