Swirling pain of treasures
lost...
taken before a
breath or a gasp,
fiery tears cascade
down the dry path
of heartbreak, to
that place where
no-one can reach;
Unnoticed by most,
seen by a few this
shattered soul fractures
into a million shards
of hopelessness;
Each breath a little
harder to draw...as
anger fights it way forward,
so dignity rears it's
head...
Speaking voices calm
the inner turmoil as the
pen spews forth a volatile
exclamation of wrath...and
with the outpouring comes
a gentle acceptance of fact.



Many thanks once again
It is a wonderful thing to know that one is loved and for that I shall be ever grateful 


I appreciate your thoughtfulness and kindness, Many thanks 






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