A Time To Reflect
one hour alone
motionless in bath water...
mirrored on water
is the sun of a childhood
reflected in ripples of time
I see my father
a chain saw, a pile of wood
mother is sewing
patches on the family jeans....
swirling quickly, down the drain
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Carrie Richards (spiritual)
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Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013
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