She stood at the door
One hand on the knob
The other on a suitcase
Empty or packed
Who knows
There was yelling
And tears
And fear
That I know
Was she leaving
Him or me
Who knows
Tiny hands
Clinging to clothing
Taking a stand
Uttering ultimatums
Memory stores
Emotion
Snapshots
Irrelevant time
He’s gone now
That I know
Now she cries
Tears and fears
For herself
And feels
The loneliness
That used to be mine
Packed in my mind
Left to wonder
How different
Life would be
Had she only
Opened the door
Holding my hand
In place
Of a suitcase
I’ll never know
Hello I Wise Woman! This piece is amazing! I wanted to also thank you for the follow on I Write Her. Do hope that you’ll enjoy my thoughts as I will yours! 🙂
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You’re welcome, and thank you too! I can’t remember who led me to your site, but someone we have in common shared your post and I enjoyed reading it. ❤
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Whoever that person was – I thank you! 🙂
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Very well explained and heart touching!
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Thank you!
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So, so heartbreaking.
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❤
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The helplessness of a child, you’d, described it too well…
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That’s the feeling I hoped to express, thank you!
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You capture this state of mind (as I interpret it) so beautifully ❤
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What a wonderful compliment! Thank you ❤
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Stunning poem. Wonderful to read from you again.
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Thank you ❤
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Reblogged this on Brave & Reckless and commented:
1Wise-Woman pierces my heart
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Thank you!
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You are most welcome
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❤
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This slayed me Wise 1. Love you. ❤
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Thank you. I love you too ❤
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<3<3
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