October 1, 2022

Unfinished

Thoughts wander, in and out of focus

weighted by air chilled and wet

echos of memories, places we’ve been

people we were, a fresh, hopeful start

Vows of love and forever give way to truth

forever is not a promise we can keep

love is all that lasts

Yours was the grace

that gave my life color and light

a sun, breeze-filled day

that seems to say,

“it will also rain, and I am there too.”

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