I find my blessings where they are
Lost in the reverberating laughter of my childhood
and hidden in the quiet moments when I held you in my arms.
And yet as fate scatters these fortunes to the wind
I have yet to find the strength to say
Goodbye.
© Charles Coakley Simpson 2011
2 comments:
Blessings.....
Lovely, flowed well had a harmony to it....
good work...
have a blessed day
Rhapsody
Death, an inherent part of life one most resisted.
Peace....
Rhapsody
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