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Was full of learningThe father of my children
My best friend
Had a golf ball in his brain
Programmed to
Kill.
I remember, too , yesterday's tomorrow
When I scooted the couch
As close as possible
To your hospice bed
And a nurse
Woke me up to tell me
You
We're gone.
I
Remember nodding
Thanking her.
And being folded into a fierce fog that
was heavy
And years long
And a wish
To be not much more than
Seen
It's so easy to become
Invisible
So painful to be
Unseen
What a beautiful mosaic mess
Our journey makes
The pain and fear and hope
Become a creation
When you have other eyes
To help you see
Other arms
To curl
Into
But who
Is strong enough
For that?
Can you hold you
And me
And fear
And higher than it all...
Hope.
Can you also
Curl into
Me?
ierce fog that
was heavy
And years long
And a wish
To be not much more than
Seen
It's so easy to become
Invisible
So painful to be
Unseen
What a beautiful mosaic mess
Our journey makes
The pain and fear and hope
Become a creation
When you have other eyes
To help you see
Other arms
To curl
Into
But who
Is strong enough
For that?
Can you hold you
And me
And fear
And higher than it all...
Hope.
Can you also
Curl into
Me?
ierce fog that
was heavy
And years long
And a wish
To be not much more than
Seen
It's so easy to become
Invisible
So painful to be
Unseen
What a beautiful mosaic mess
Our journey makes
The pain and fear and hope
Become a creation
When you have other eyes
To help you see
Other arms
To curl
Into
But who
Is strong enough
For that?
Can you hold you
And me
And fear
And higher than it all...
Hope.
Can you also
Curl into
Me?
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