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For the times June 12, 2007

Posted by vsap in Poetry, Uncategorized.
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For the times we cried there are roses, yellow, with red edges, and late night talks that I can’t remember clearly, but it looks like things have worked out.

The times I looked away or beyond where I was have passed, and healed, and the same for you, except you never carried the baggage of guilt I needed so desperately to handle.

It has been the deepest, darkest moments that drew us closest together, sacrifices were made, mercies granted, prayers were answered when we knew it and when we didn’t.

For the times we laughed and couldn’t stop, I carry those memories with me today and especially when smiles are in short supply.

For you it has always been about family, your children and others beyond blood you have touched and embraced through words, or smiles, or songs.

For me it’s been a long and different trail to the same home, keeping safe distances from most, but neither forgetting nor forsaking regardless of circumstances.

And for the times we came together, like the times we’ve been apart, there is this inexplicable, undeniable love between us.

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