My Thoughts
every once in awhile
a small piece slips through
stirring the ashes
relighting the thoughts
kindling something that wasn’t
sun shines on dew droplets
caught in a web of deceit
too many to count
too many to forget
too many memories
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2011
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