Barely There
Something within, always lingering, slips behind.
A piece of memory, a reflection, kept to mind.
The thought of tomorrow, barely even there.
May fade away, evaporate into the misty air.
In the moment, now, reality of day,
touched by what was, by what may.
A hint of always gently lingers there,
A barely visible haze of sadness...everywhere
Copyright © Sandra L. Weiss | Year Posted 2019
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