Exploring Resilience via Lifes Burning Issues
It is that,
which should not be there.
Revealed
In the lightshade of a restaurant,
the windowsill of a shop.
That reminds,
brings forward more
than a thought;
A yearning,
an ache.
A vision of that
which hovered
above you in those last
moments.
That still connects.
To sit,
Silently
Sharing duty
With your sentinel tree.
Seeking solace
In summer sun
That shines
And shimmers
From the symbols
That statefully
Signal
You…..
My Son
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