THAT’S IT

Is it the end?

 

such a distance

form what was the

beginning

 

security stood close

moving safely one way

 

avoiding corners

unknown shadows

selecting carefully

common welcomes

 

now a glove is missing

from the hand I knew

 

remembering

the avenues we walked

under curved boughs

in all seasons

speaking softly

to the place

that once was

home

 

 

 

 

 


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