September 7, 2016
And…
I threw away her purse today
And inside were bits of me
The purse was old and tattered
Just as she was at the end
Her mind was frayed and worn
Like yarn that had been worried
By fingers picking at each
Memory or worry of her life
The purse was soft and smooth
Just like her...
September 7, 2016
And …
There but for the Grace of God go I
With finger tips of blue
I am blessed with children who can see and feel
And paint the skies of blue
I am blessed with smiles of creatures that
Only I can see
And I am blessed with moments of
The smallest memories
And there but with the...
September 7, 2016
And…
Betrayal slips around my soul and shoulders
like the fog encompassing me softly and securely
The cool warmth hides the smiles of those
that lay the blanket ever so gently
like a whisper from a fraudulent lover
Missing the intent of the smile
I grasp at the wisps of fog l...
February 8, 2015
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