Saturday, August 21, 2010

One Moment There...and gone.

Loneliness stinks.

 Emily Dickinson-
I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep
The day was warm, and winds were prosy
I said, "Twill keep"

I woke - and chide my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own

3 comments:

  1. One cannot change the past, only hope for the future.

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  2. Hope. Change. Faith. Yes. I need those things.

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