Memories, or the lack there of are flowing through...
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March 4th, 2015 -Night
Father
Florida hurricanes and
Missouri tornadoes
Were a breeze.
California was shaking,
The ground moved
Faster than your feet.
Where was I?
You knew all the time,
Underneath the rubble
Of your life.
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March 4th, 2015 - 7:45AM
The warm sun soothes
The coldness that reigns.
A light touch, you can feel the
Comforting, as if it speaks,
"It will all be okay."
Grief is a natural state,
Yet how do you grieve
For someone you don't
Really know? They are
One, of two, that made you
So! The numbness comes
Fast, on a short, bitter, winter day.
My only friend is the Sun this day,
Teaching me to feel the fingers
Of warmth upon my face... Wrapping
Me in peace and comfort, protecting
Me from frost bite, letting me know
Spring is just around the corner...
As life falls into dust, ashes
Scatter to earth... Death rises
To life, and continues on.
Winter to Spring, transition
Of Death and Life. We remain.
The Sun still rises in the east,
And I still dream of what could
Be. The past is history, and we
Just need to move on, following the
Lead of the Sun. We won't be here
Forever, so let's do something right.
