The colors of the season!! Which will be gone any day now!! And the colors are not only in the trees...
Remembering
She remembers that day so well,
boxes
tape
newspapers strewn about.
Surprises at every turn.
She remembers that day so well,
sloppy joes
laughter
ice tea sweating on the counter.
She remembers that day so well,
tears
sweat
holding hands.
flash cubes going off.
She remembered!
The dreams...
The promises..
Now shadows!
And the door closes..
for the last time.
Shattered!
Have a magical and blessed day!
Hugging you,
SueAnn
7 comments:
ouch...life changes fast....you capture the feel as well...i love the little things...the sweating of the drink on the counter....and delicious new pictures as well to play with...smiles. happy saturday sue ann
Oh, many of us have similar doors that shut and we remember the flashes...
Interesting post : )
Storm damage.
Yet that picture with the statue is quite dramatic.
The poem matches the damage.
Maggie X
Nuts in May
What Maggie said. Beautiful poem. The grief changes everything.
The images you create with textures really amaze me.
Love seeing the colors...life is too fast...I like the little things like you described
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