Shadows dance on the walls as I lay next to you,
I'm hypnotized by your breathing as you sleep.
I feel an overwhelming sense of peace within me,
which has caused a single tear to roll onto my cheek.
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Again revisting this one, , , and yes wounds are the battle scars of wisdom.....
A poignant portrayal of the cycle of life and its valleys and storms and the trail of tears...bravo, , , ,
The title drew me in, the poem did not disappoint - well done.
Wow, that one was really good! You really captured how people hide behind their past, and how it blocks them from what is real.....ooh I'm jealous! ;)
Very good poem Shelly. It is hard to overcome the past. (heck, I'm 34 and still trying) . Sincerely, mary
this poem touched me