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breath, destiny, dreams, life, love, memory, patience, soul, stars, time, travel, treasure, wishes, worth
once
between collisions
we dared to trace the stars
and cursed aloud
for years the passing on
wishes burnt to cinder
aren’t all to matter now
how much we dreamed
remains a distant light
beyond the shift
where shadows hide –
I worry for you there
will you still hold
my secrets –
the flame
that warms my soul
. . .
Walking the old RR tracks the cinders of long passed travelers crumble ever finer beneath my feet
…clinging to your soles, at last made part of a life that never came…….
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I still find that your lovely poems are a delight to heart when I receive their blessing!
You are loved my sister…may your weekend be a very blessed one!