Pieces of Our Heart
Pieces of our heart were broken on October 31st.
Not candyland, played - no rainbows or kittens.
Jack o lanterns put out. Seeds had been scooped out.
It was a cold day. It was Halloween’s early hours.
This is not a ghost tale but true. Blood poured out.
Wrists cut. Lives changed. Tears exchanged.
Brave, he had been. Most likely pandemic
sealed his fate. No outlet to outrun. No escape.
Pieces of our heart - sweet sweet Pete.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2023
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