Friday, August 23, 2013


I sit, alone in the darkness.
The silence of loneliness surrounds me.
No sound or light can penetrate the pain.
Why must the world stop turning when you are gone?

I surface from the pain to take stock of the day.
The laughter of our children leads my way.

*I wrote this a couple years ago and just found it. It is always true, so I thought I would share it. 

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