Wednesday, April 29, 2009

4 years a widow

The blink of an eye
A world away
Barely remembered
Crystal clear
Grateful for love
Torn by loss
Beauty everywhere
Moroseness abounds
Wounds unhealed
Superficially scarred

I hate my life
There's much to love

6 comments:

  1. ((( Maisy )))

    A world away
    A friend remembers

    Wounds unhealed
    Forever changed

    (but not forever broken)

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  2. You made me smile dear friend.
    Thank you.

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  3. Oh, well written Maisy.

    Hugs,
    Sharon

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  4. Girl, of TGLB, on her final post, had up a postcard saying, "I never got over it; I just got used to it."

    We don't have to like the hand we were dealt, but I, like you, will continue to choose how to play the cards....

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  5. Beautiful.

    Glad I found ya again. It's been nice to catch up... :)

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