twelve beautiful bursting
red roses
shone upon the table
for so many days,
now
the leaves had crumbled,
the vase was taken away
but the deep impression
of so many years
stayed there
forever
in memory of
teacher and student
sculptors of so many
tones,
so many deep sounds,
that became a reality:
in the spirit of the roses
in the soul of the music
there is no disappearance
in the music that floated there
in silent songs

( for Christie and Laurel )

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