There are just some moments in time that are so powerful they etch themselves on your heart and mind, never to be forgotten. I had one of those moments this past weekend as we cleaned out the apartment. It is still so vivid in my mind so I spent some time yesterday writing a poem about it that I will share here.
cold tile beneath me
warm tears caress my cheeks
drawers and cabinets
haphazardly open or closed
a weight is heavy on my shoulders
as I hurriedly sort
mine......his.......trash.
dark clouds under my eyes
give away sleepless nights
leaning my collapsed body
against the hard corner
of the door frame
I pause
as the tears flow freely
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