a part

lingering in the shadow of me
and us becoming a part
taking place on the scene we choose

I strange and not knowing
you a stranger still keeping me close

and still the hurt always walking beside
while strawberries grow in contempt of winter

Poetry by kath
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Written on 2008-08-31 at 20:12

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Kathy Lockhart
Hi Kath, so good to hear from you again. Your poetry is always such an experience of the mind and heart. This is no exception. I love the last line. Somehow it brings some promise to the love that struggles through difficult times.

btw: you pic is lovely.
: ) kathy