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Time Stands Still

The cell doesn’t tell me the time so I wait,
   praying for numb-heavy hearts,
splintered shards of the mind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Wolf Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 8:40 PM
Oy! From wherever and whenever it comes, let us hear no more of this news. ONLY additions from now on, Kim. ~ Gershon
Rodrigues Avatar
October 25, 2023 at 10:11 AM
I appreciate you, Gershon!
Hind Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 10:54 AM
It's good you pray. An empathetic poem...
Rodrigues Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 5:47 PM
Prayers mean much…we will understand how much one day
Sharma  Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 10:40 AM
This is a very aching and vulnerable kimo poem.. Sigh, when the numb-heavy hearts result in turmoil & the fragile soul gets sliced in shards.. Incessantly bruised over time.. A poignant write dear Kim, I could feel this..
Rodrigues Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 5:48 PM
Thank you, Hiya
Buhagiar Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 10:25 AM
Lovely write, Kim. Blessings.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 5:49 PM
Thank you
Andresen Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 9:40 AM
- Great written - (A terrible thought struck me - I hope all is well with you, Kim ) - hugs
Rodrigues Avatar
October 24, 2023 at 5:52 PM
My son-in-law’s only brother…tragic. Thanks for your concern.
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