Artwork by Friedrich
We glimpsed something else;
Blessings shaken from imperfect life Ė
Bruised, yet sweet, like fruit that fell
from a blighted tree.
Together we were real
As our hearts broke by all things
In between joy. I canít give back
The unspoken thought of love,
nor the kiss I held back
as I rushed from death.
Iím learning to fall from earth, hesitantly
I let go my grip on the precious, and the beautiful;
the holding on to one daughter
and then the other. I release my fear
in the arms of the man I love, tremble
with memory suspended in time.
©2003 Susan Fridkin
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