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before ‘good bye’
lingered long…
stowaways
fed by morsels
of rewind, replay, remind
daily…
yearly, now
some things never change
except when
those words spokenbefore ‘good bye’
are breathed upon the air
released from spirit to Spirit
carried away by winds
of changepatricia spreng
Pat, this is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ayala =) You have the most beautiful name!
DeleteOh, I know what that's like. But you said it so well.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the memories you left at Lyla's blog. I remember meeting you, too. No, I'm not as sweet as I might look. Glad my honesty didn't make you run away screaming.
Oh. My. Lovely, Pat. Thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteA quietness in this.
ReplyDeleteSigh. Heavy sigh.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, the way your heart comes through your few words strung just so. Thank you, Pat.
I started to quote my favorite parts. And then I realized I was quoting about every word.
ReplyDeleteSoftly beautiful this.
there are def words that need to be released so that they dont sit heavy upon the heart...really nice flow in this too pat...
ReplyDeleteI love this: "morsels of rewind"
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful Pat, very precious memories.
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