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The Other Side

She stands there

with a smile

Waves happily

AND

vanishes

Not my Time

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

 

 

I do not like to write – I like to have written.     ~Gloria Steinem~

Sacred

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Sacred

She wanders in the 
Early Morning Dew
Memories held tightly in the
safety of her hand

These are too precious 

to be shared…
for her only to see…
safe…
to keep sacred

Entering the sheltered
Willow…she pauses
opens her hand slightly…
Hardly breathing…
daring herself to look
between thumb and pointer finger…
she is assured…
it is still there…safe…sacred

The one memory  that plays 

over and over for her like a movie…
But…
only when she has the courage to release it…
never knowing if she will be able to capture it again…
to hold it close to her heart…
safe…
secure…
sacred…

No yet…not here…not Today…
BUT
Soon…oh, so soon…
she will release that sacred memory…
the part of her that keeps her alive…
Release it she will…

AND

Become one with it…
the memory she holds so 
DEAR
Become one with it again…
Going where it may lead her…
Always following 
with it held dearly in her hand.

SACRED

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry

As Ever, Annie

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