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Passing time ( a poem)
The summer sun filled sky has gone faded gently to a smokey grey the warmth has drifted gently by with a shorter day the air is colder, leaves floating away in the wind. Another mile marker, has been ushered in. The rosey cheeks long faded into a dim pasty grey. Your eyes that were filled with sunshine have been darkly painted away. Consumed and engulfed without lifes hope. Dimly lit,and darkly shrouded.Clouded by the dope. Misery fills your mind and pains so many hearts. Groping for anything, but you can not find it in the dark. Autumn has past us by and now the winter draws so near. Another changing season that nearly brings me to tears. The darkness rolls in earlier, the nighttime brings an end. Another day without you here, my daughter and best friend. The stores are lit cheerfully with wreaths and tidy bows, music fills the airways, with songs of love and hope. In my eyes, all I see, is a theatrical play, with me walking through it all, not feeling any of those things. I never give up the thought of you returning back to me, wanting to seek help and wanting it eagerly. I wait in anticipation of the day you will come home, turning away from the destruction, that horrible broken road. I walk in my own journey, baby steps down a path That will bring me towards serenity, through the aftermath. Each broken piece I believe God will gently bind, putting it back together, finally bringing me peace of mind. I learned to see some light in the winter sky, I have found a bit of warmth and have learned not to cry. I am learning to live again, as I wait for your return And my heart will always anticipate and secretly yearn. With each day I shed a small passing tear. Because, for me each day, has slowly slipped into a year. It may be one more day, months or maybe longer, but with each passing day my love for you still thrives and we each shall grow stronger.

Posted: 11/30/2013 8:45 AM

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