Somewhere Lm
So many times I skip
laughing with friends, arm in arm
then wake and ... they're gone.
Fields where flurries drift
- melt on my brow.
I reach for a sane moment,
steady fingertips - somewhere a smile
that didn't hide tears.
Just one day when
that disheveled path of bricks
was free of toes that trip
and wicked yesterdays
-no clever riddles to solve,
just home ... simply home.
Written Feb. 22, 2020
Inspired by "Reality is something you rise above" - Liza Minelli
For Maureen McGreavy
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2020
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