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Envisions of the past, today some become crystal…20/20

Others lost in this whirlwind of vapor trail,

I taste each breath, as though it were my last

The lines upon my face have grown, as have I

For my Spirit talks to my Heavenly Father

The honeysuckle of summer smells so much sweeter

Tonight I pause for moments of reflection

I envelope the questions, sure to be answered…in due time

My many blessings rush now forefront to the pain

Yet I have changed, remained the same

I shall miss the precious moments, the lore

Lord, was any of it ever true?

Did I really leave pieces of me?

Strewn together with heartfelt brutal honesty?

Another moment has joined the past,

And I most sincerely…have become….crystal



June 2009