I have to be careful
not to mistake your shadow
for the light I used to carry.
When longing catches me,
I remember it isn’t you I miss—
it's the woman who laughed so easily,
the one who stood beside you,
wholeheartedly.
She was really something special,
and she has finally
found her way back home.
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help. Beautiful
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Ron
Very capture, Anne.
Best wishes,
Carolyn