around the neck
the noose rests
softly
the blood
rushes
through veins
like love
lust
caught on fire
around the finger
a piece
of string
tied
in a bow
purple
no
blue
like a forget-me-not
the bow
tied
in a knot
softly
tears lie
behind
closed lids
pleading
to fall
down
one
last time
one
at a time
the sound
of
the heart
beating
drives
madness
sadness
loneliness
home
the chair
tips
breathe in
there is no
out
anymore
the flower
hangs
the forget-me-not
hue
of the room
the flush shade
on the window
matches the tender
lips
that sang
the song
that no one
no one
could understand
and the night comes
the wind blows
no more
coldness surrounds
the flower
that almost
released
the seed
for the new season
that almost
came
to life
warm with its embrace
to shower her
with love
Join me as we travel together on the road called "Aging." I will be sharing my personal experiences with you and offer ideas on how we can better navigate the complex byways of our older years. Grief, healing, generations, ancestors, and more.
This book is an autobiographical account of the lessons I learned about life and how I was able to apply them to inspire, motivate and empower others in my own work as a firefighter, as well in my daily life as a husband, a father and a man. When I w
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