
yes
these are things
that mostly
i can't photograph
but it's all right
because
my broken heart
has healed
it breaks again
almost every day
over some thing
or other
and then heals again
completely

my love for some one
any one
every one
endures
because
love is eternal
my anger toward my mother
subsides
because i
forgive her
and
my
self

my tangled emotions
are captured in
poems that flow through me

the laughter
of my sister
is recorded
for posterity
and
a rainy day

my grandfather's
last breath
isn't as important
to me
as that last talk we had
before he left
or what he said
when he called me
in a dream
that time

my soul
lives and breathes
in every thing i create
including
my photographs
as for the sunshine....
it does feel good
1 comment:
what a beautiful poem and entry. the holiday doesn't start for me until thursday...but hopefully we can catch up and laz around at some point. love ya!
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