Thursday, 4 June 2015

I remember

I remember you squatting
on ground , next to the swing
Steadying the ropes , holding
my hands , gently smiling
As I cried my eyes out
my fears , my doubts
Came out a-tumbling
all through, listening
patiently, you spoke at
long last of sorrow and grief
being everyone’s lot
that there was more to life
I believed you
and to my word, true
everyday, a renewed vow
to just live , here and now

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