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Face down in a row

Rigid bodies crowd

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Skeletal frames identical

A child’s hand reaches down

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Grips an unsung memory

A king to pair the queen

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A father and mother lost

If not for an abiding heart

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Yeeps this was a tough one!

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39 thoughts on “Memory

  1. A child’s hand reaches down — i can sense death over this part… a notion of something like an accident happened that brought forth into crowd gathering… ah, the over all piece reads sad & quite intriguing… smiles…

  2. There is sadness in this poem, I think. The child remembers what no longer is….but he/she remembers when it was. He / she holds them in his/her heart. Well penned; and I like your picture as well.

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