Move
Your story
I move forward,
But I left something behind
Did you take it?
Or did I give it to you?
It’s hard to say now
I hardly remember how it came to be
your voice never wavered,
your hands never shook
I begin again knowing you always start anew
Copyright © Megan Long | Year Posted 2016
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