i'll sit here a while
and breathe
patter of rain on sodden ground
window streaked
not yet chill enough for snow
i feel the miles tonight
between me and those for whom
i yearn
and still
cannot break through this barrier of silence
my words lie dormant
winter seeds untouched by autumn rain
holidays are mixed
always
joy and pain
love and loss
what is and what was and
what never shall be again
i would not go back
even to do childhood over again
i would not change
what led me to my now
and yet
and yet
i turn from the window
blink away my rain
and walk toward warmth
and love
and gratitude
10 years ago
2 bits of love:
Bittersweet, both sad and hopeful. Wishing you love and warmth this holiday weekend. xx
If only we could have spoken that day and eased the distance, and the loss . . . but I'm glad you have people to love. And to love you. And I love it that you love DMB. (And you know, I feel the very same things as you.)
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