Beginnings
Beginnings
Wish I had a switch that lets it go quiet
Instead we hide in boxes and behind stone walls
Leave wishes unattended were they float in the breeze
Until it’s too late and the sun has set
Pluck hope from new beginnings
And walk paths bare of your foot prints
Trace touch across new faces
And listen to a night you do not know
Post memories in feather and wing
And wait with breath that hopes they remember
Let it be one moment to the next
For it all shines brand new
Copyright © Karen Bolton | Year Posted 2010
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