So much separates us
In ways more profound than miles
Profound depths fill the distance
With the words unshared with one another
I peer at a recent photograph
Into the depths beyond the lenses' focal point
My vision searches for the essence
Of who you are and what is real
The antique chair of sturdy oak
Perhaps the latest yard-sale find
A magazine lying open on the floor
By your coffee cup from breakfast (your favorite one with roses)
Dried flowers from your garden, hanging upside down
On the mantle filled with childhood treasures
The little things within your world
Tears held back, because I know...
I think the little things often bring the biggest memories to us, both good and bad, and I hope there are many good ones still lingering.
Thank You for sharing,
Peace, love,and light, Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
ET
Fee