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She
did not keep what her heart desired,
She
spilled her emotions.
Onto
her hand they secretly landed,
No
one watched her.
She
thought, “I have done it again,”
“Been
here before.”
She
had no one near to find a home,
A helpful
hand.
Watch
her slowly leave her presence,
She
repeated it.
She
waited years to finally find,
The
lost years.
She
was slowly falling a height to fall
On
the right path.
-Erick Flores
Beautiful piece. Sometimes it takes a lifetime before we finally do 'fall' into and onto our right path. This really is insightful, lovely.
ReplyDeleteHello @Daydreamertoo,
ReplyDeleteIt is good to hear from you. It does sometimes take a lifetime, we are always learning something new everyday! Thank you!
Erick Flores
Hi Erick, so often it takes us a very long time to learn what are the most important things in your life. As always, I find meaning in your poetry.
ReplyDeleteHello Mary,
ReplyDeleteI am always glad to read your comments. Thank you for your insightful commentary.
Erick Flores
vivid capture of her and her story.
ReplyDeletesmart metaphor.
Thank you @Morning,
ReplyDeleteglad to hear from you.
Erick Flores
Beautifully worded... She waited years to finally find, the lost years.
ReplyDeleteHello Rachel,
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading my poem. It means a lot to see new readers. Yes, that's precisely what I was trying to express. Hope to see you here again!
Erick Flores