Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 125
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Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can
tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured
things. ~Pierce Harris
Traces of your passage are all around
I need not search too far
you live on in the glistening light
that shines from every star
I hear you in the rustling
of leaves on a windy day
your lovely words of encouragement
still have so much to say
and I shall tell your story
with each breath within
every line
it is the truest poetry
that transcends even mortal time
and like a fox with his one feather
I shall bring you with me
as my proof on the
journey home
and your memory will linger
as long as on this
earth I do roam.
Oh Carrie, your poem hit my heart and rested there ... 'traces of your passage are all around, I need not search too far' is breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteCarrie, this is a direct hit at the heart. I was shuffling through old photos today and this chimed with all the memories.
ReplyDeleteAwww!!! "like a fox with his one feather I shall bring you with me …"
ReplyDeletePoor little fellow gets a heart and an adoption!!
Nice read, Carrie. And thank you for
the prompt, this photo is priceless.
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"Like a fox with his one feather, I shall bring you with me....." A poem that hits the scope of memory and heartbreak. I am reminded of "I carry your heart. I carry it in my heart." Beautiful, Carrie.
ReplyDelete"like a fox with his one feather
ReplyDeleteI shall bring you with me" -- oh, so good! Perfect.
This is heart-touching poem. Love it, Carrie!
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