Each breath shallows
tentative, I hold my own
I miss his crooked smile
he soon will be going home
each given love’s “goodbye”
the tears full in a jar
tomorrow seems awaiting
too close and yet so far
words echo art
walking by FAITH not sight
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That pains a lot!
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Indeed a strong sense of pain in these lines.
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Nice poem, Leslie. 🙂
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It is always so hard, anticipating a goodbye to someone dear. Nice to see you, Leslie.
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This hurts even to read. I wish you better times, Leslie.
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__ Kitchen fragrances, always bring a thought of my Mom; she always said that the kitchen was one of her creative and happy places. _m
I sniff the air
and scents enter my minds realm
that she was
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Reblogged this on Talmidimblogging.
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News.
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This drew a deep sigh from me.. the pain and yearning is so raw so very palpable in your words! Sending hugs and love đź’–
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Indeed. I smiled and then I sighed. Smile for the love we share and sigh for the inevitable depart.
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