Thursday, March 27, 2014

Sunrise

The words fell out
Feelings scattering everywhere
Coming back up with
A life of  their own
As if they deserved a home
I looked each word in the eye
Letting that which I did not
Could not
Control
Die

I found the three year old girl
In me
Hugged her tight
Apologized
I
Caught her off guard
The only apology
She
Would ever hear

Now we hold
Each other's hand
No longer separate or
Estranged
We are one
Each
Accepting the other
Walking into
The light of the
Rising sun.

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