Shade
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Shade...
The memory...
of my kid, lingers.
Her sweet voice,
her beautiful eyes.
I go through pictures,
and remember,
but sometimes I forget.
They help,
to make sure...
I do not.
We need to keep hold,
of the right dreams,
and pray on...
when there is no material left,
to cut and paste together,
what is left of our hearts.
Still,
it was a choice,
and all choices have
consequences and repercussions.
Some that never stop hurting,
while others just make you numb.
The days are a little empty,
but I fill them with flowers.
The places that still ache,
with salt water... and brine.
Soon, they too will last through time,
with, and without the fine line,
of all that was,
and was not...
truly mine.
A. Foster
Ann Foster
God bless your day!
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2021
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