in

Light escapes

From the window

to ground

then

off into the night.

Each blade of light

cutting the air around it.

Breathe.

The heartbeat slows

then

we feel the warmth

as the light fades.

Each blade spent

clattering to the floor

to the ground

to the air

to be no more.

Bouncing and filtering

dissipating and declining

always to fail never

to reach the stars.

We turn our heads

as the window shut

no longer shares its light.

  • Question of

    Do you find that the holidays sometimes makes you wistful?

    • Yes
    • No
  • Question of

    Is there a specific time of year that you struggle with memories?

    • Yes
    • No
  • Question of

    Do you remember those who came before?

    • Yes
    • No

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Written by DocAndersen

One fan, One team and a long time dream Go Cubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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