Time Passes Differently

My mother died almost two months ago.  I'm not really sure where to go from here.  But I have some thoughts.  I always have some thoughts. I spoke at her service.  I wrote a poem and shared some thoughts, along with a poem that she wrote more than 30 years ago.  It was something personal. …

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Agape

Agape I heard you in the shop As the city bustled around me I had left myself somewhere back there Forgetting to pick myself up where I fell Cracks revealed as voices echo through me Agape You centered me again A taste of a memory that I'd like to keep Agape, help me hold on! …

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