22 Wednesday Jul 2015
Posted in Poetry
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acceptance, age, angels, assurance, becoming, blessings, forgiveness, gravel roads, home, knowing, love, memories, time, travel
where comes
the assurance
nothing is lost
though winters seem longer
by far
than the first time
I knew you
lines barely crossed
a road wearing
somewhere
dirty and red
neath the night
I was waiting
to carry you home
with stories of always
and stars
in my hair
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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in my hair…….