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Monday, October 26, 2009

Closure

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Closure

The words trip and stumble
into the silence of the past.
Reaching, they slip
from my grasp.
I strain to hear
the voice of a child,
lost in the far away fear.
Wrapped in the darkness
she calls to me for comfort,
finally finding peace
in the safety of my arms.
Together we find forgiveness.

Angela Minard 2009©

11 Comments:

PJ said...

again, powerful words my friend. i am so happy for you as these words sound to me like you are starting to find the closure that you need to move on. much love to you my friend...hugz!

Mom of 3 boys said...

Beutiful Poem...

Grampy said...

They say forgiveness is the beginning of happiness in your life.You deserve some.I hope your dream catcher is helping.

Lee said...

Truly beautiful, as are you.

Nancy said...

Beautiful!

Ann said...

Beautiful poem.

Zan said...

I agree with everyone else. Beautiful poem

Gin said...

I LOVE this!!!

stigma no more said...

Beautiful Angela :)

American Idiot said...

Great Poem. :)

Naz said...

Whoa.. You're talented! Don't you realize that?