Monday, July 16, 2018

A Home Lost

She will carry my heart
through all my years
and over the width of all the seas
she listened to it beat in my chest
listened to it like family
held it gently like forests
hold rivers in Maine
nurtured it
like a bright blue Robin's egg
that fell to the ground
and somehow didn't break

I will always wonder
and I will always love her

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