Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Heirloom

Tired, clutching a picture of a different time and place. 

Memories faded, hair greyed, hands shaking.

Crying out, fresh tears streaming down a worn face.

Always sure of the choices making.

Gave everything with all their heart, a life they would never replace.

Once upon a future, hope ripe for the taking.

Noose tightened around neck, silence eternally embraced.

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