... So well sustained with the analogy, Rusty. I could feel every tensed nerve and strained muscle, both in the heart and mind. And oh those poor bleeding feet! Unique and thought-provoking. Tender and sincere. The imagery runs as clear as... glass. Like the freshness in this. TY K xx

This is simply stated but packs a punch Rusty. Beautiful work. Well done! Michelle

We mature and grow wise. Victor

Excellent write...you touched deep very deep memories of my own with this one!!

Love Tinka

Shattered dreams can be put together once again but the memories shall remain many years after recovery. Great poetry

I thought of a house of mirrors that we used to visit when the traveling carnivals came to towns. In this write it is as if one has been shattered, much like the images in the mirrors appear, but then returned to whole once you leave the house of mirrors...love is that way...shatters us and tears us apart, but we get back up and are whole once again...even though memories creep in occasionally and the enemy tries to tear down, we can overcome with prayer and love.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

"Shards of Memories" ~ A bittersweet sensation...like being sliced and sewn back up! been there~ done that...The memories of the good times seem to filter in, but only after the bad ones disolve! Our journey can be raised to a different light no matter how bad or good...it is up to us to see the good!
Thank God!
I'm keeping this one!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Oh Rusty-friend, you write with such depth of feeling. This journey was obviously tortuous, yet you came through it to feel such genuine and enduring love. Kathleen must be a special lady to deserve such devotion and I have no doubts, we would all love her, as well.
Exceptional work.
Love,
CJ