Remnants
I have been
unpacking, finding remnants of
dreams, images of loved ones,
divorced family, a
memory affirming
once, we were
happy. As I
delve into my
baggage, much I
hauled from place
to place, for
interminable years,
dragging treasures,
diminished by time’s
wear, the hand that
shapes us all, then
reshapes us into the
careworn, polishes us
into a patina
dulled with age, yet we
manifest the brilliant
spark of life, of love, we
all shine on.
by
joanzone
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