Remaining

We are the remaining

these walls bear witness

 

free fall of time

hangs on my shoulder

 

but I am laughing

at it now.

 

I won’t forget to remember

the lightning & the tears

 

all the love you brought me

this room this place.

 

Parrots fly across

shifting sky, the children

 

grown now, how could it be

we got so old although

 

my body still lies.

 

There’s freedom

in the morning

 

sunshine in the breeze.

 

What is it time

has taught me?

 

Life is hard &

love ain’t easy

 

I am the remaining

these walls bear witness

 

to my years.

 

 

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