Slivers of my soul shattered, unbound scattered on the ground. Reflecting refraction, sun’s rays melding, welding, healing, slivers into vessels, vessels into heart, heart into soul. Now made whole
Sky blue infused tranquility. Sun’s warmth kissing me On a chilly Saturday morn. Standing outside a wedding venue. To become my daughter’s place Her place to become, to depart From me and our shared
The grief of losing one’s best friend Insurmountable until … there is no end Why the ladder tilted that sad day I will never know and fate will never say The wily squirrel chose that path to scamper A
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