Thursday, June 18, 2020

Memories on the Wall

As I'm getting older, and walking more slowly now...
I've become a
shadow stretching out longer and longer behind my beloved girls...as they run ahead towards dreams that will become the realities they searched for.


I still hear the echoes of their childhood laughter wafting back to
me in the breeze. Years go by, and I fade away ...remembering those two silhouettes in the moonlight through the trees.

The tears roll when I go back *home* to a place where there are no more tiny daughter voices from down the hall.
Just pictures of memories on the wall...

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