Clarity comes in eye-blinks
peeling away what is seen to find meaning,
and so in a day of sunshine inviting carefree play
as summer lingered past the calendar's call
things began to fall from the sky
odd things, lives in capsules that we can only keep
sleep disturbing even now, clarity and blinks
when the unimaginable does not permit
a turning away
Years come unto a decade and more
and the raw moment recedes, but only until
that pristine day returns and we yearn
to undo time, banish a moment from reality
We cannot forget, just as we cannot endure;
we take the deep bitterness, and gain resolve
to live better, love more, hold on to happiness.
We revere the missing...the raw spots
that cannot fade, the ache that wounded hearts use
to go from then to now...and tomorrow
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