Linking with Shay's Word Garden Word List #7 (Langston Hughes)
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Grief is historian of the heart. ~Terri Guillemets
When the heart remembers
It is never a gentle farewell
It is the burn of cities on fire
Blood of arguments words can’t un-tell
It is clocks that won’t stop ticking
And the landlord always at the door
It is the full moon of longing
Lighting an empty room that once held more
It is a million withered roses
That never filled a vase
And strangers all around
That remind us of a loved one’s face
For when the heart remembers
It is never a gentle goodbye
It is the bruise of a thousand stumbles
And wound’s salty sting from every cry.
