Jean-Claude
Walking in after all these years
my heart still skipped a beat
this was our home until all
had to be abandoned
not by choice mind you
but by circumstance
Everything dust-covered
decorated in spider webs
and scattered leaves
But … on the piano to
my surprise was a lit
candelabra …
No…
It couldn’t be …
after all these years
after our forced separation
That candelabra on the
piano was his signature
a clue to me the awakening
was happening …
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Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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