Reflections
The promise and the pain of yesteryear
Come rushing back as I retrace my steps
Though time has passed, I see them, oh, so clear
And take a mental pause , where tears were wept
At crossroads I see faces join and part
Recalling circumstances good and bad
Then feel the heaviness upon my heart
To lose my only brother and my dad
And then I come back to reality
A mother who no longer knows her son
The sands of time, sandblasting memories
She sees their faces in her setting sun
The thought is bittersweet, ironically
But smile because I know they'll wait for me.
by Daniel Turner
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2017
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