how easy this
when life for trade
an almost then
repeated now
chorus
thrilling
who could know
the ways we came
to finding all –
a moment
ever
letting go
was I remiss
to mention
the starlight in your eyes
rows of constellations
on the night
drew me in –
reminders
of a truth I held within
returning me
relearning me
remembers me
again
. . .
I love the second stanza ☺️❤️
As do I, dear Julia……………….and (of course) you ❤
What is awakened in others by our words, our presence, we may only have an inkling in the moment, and then have it burst forth somewhere in time…
true enough……….so that what we most often miss about others isn’t necessarily them, but a side of ourselves they ushered into the light……….
Don’t we all need our “ushers” and guides through the years? They’re the ones who make us feel necessary and important….., if only to them. ………xo
We do indeed, dear Paul. These guardians should be counted among our sweetest blessings………… ❤