thousand miles reflection by H.M StevensMy life, more important than mine- to others and thine
I could die and you
could celebrate
Continue the sequence without
It's rather just an era anyhow
You had me for a squeeze, some
more than others
(Well there's that)
The grand stories
And laughters
Ah, a memory!
And in present: what-would-she-do?
The time and heretofore none of it
eternal
My eggs, a feigned frozen wonder
This posthumous procreation attempt
Shall the child know thy mother
through soul and unexplained spirit
So I left you
A moment too soon
Unintentional, wild, unthought and
swirling
Blinking light in your sky
01/22/2016 Posted on 01/23/2016 Copyright © 2024 H.M Stevens
|