Eulogy For a Lost Poem
You gave me magical words this morning.
I should have stopped everything I was doing –
to go write them down.
Words are precious fleeting, living things
And when ignored, do not stick around.
I knew the words were important
A Devine missive was given to me.
But life can get so busy
Disrupting,
Distracting,
Interrupting our thoughts.
The day’s plans and appointments’
Easily dissolve precious thoughts and words
Into a fog of forgetfulness
Lost and scattered
Fading…
Leaving me, regrettably
the knowledge -
That you whispered an image Devine
Given me in a moment–
And I was reckless…
I did not pause to acknowledge
or save it.
12/02/2020
Copyright © Mary Kate Marozas | Year Posted 2021
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