Promise year: 41

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To have and to hold “will not last long”

-too messy too expectant they said

yet 41 promise years later,

we stand each whole and yet one.  

Never really over,

the gospel of love embraced.

The time together traced in the lives of too many

but especially three

with days years or moments left to bloom.

Gasp

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the wounding is the same

self inflicted in moments perceived through lenses lost in time

birthing shame

eternal scenes rehearsed to protect a shattered soul from love scorned

beholding fear

so taught by mothers and mother’s mothers until each is carried

beyond this

gasping

 

Image courtesy of “Franziska/ Whataboutawaterbottle”