To Love Again

Shadows over time,

too many fill my mind.

The sunset brings sweet tears,

its beauty calms my fears.

“I love only you”, his words,

his footsteps announce their truth.

This time we’ll get it right,

shadows fade to morning light.

 

T. Gramercy
theresegramercy.com

In the beginning

. . . I didn't know if I would ever see this day, not if you had seen me two weeks earlier . . . but this is just an initial test posting . . . and so the rest of the story shall hang like this in the clouds for a while . . . waiting for me to catch up to it . . . clouds do that you know . . . move this way and that . . . and who knows how to ask for directions to a cloud . . . where it will be next and if it will even still exist as a cloud . . . or if it has transformed itself into raindrops or snowflakes . . . clouds are like that . . . and so are we.   - Therese