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This Part of Me

This part of me is searching for you, I have knocked on every door and surveyed every shore but the other part of me was not there. I have a glimpse of what you are like; the mysteries are bound up in a painful sacrifice that has been long forgotten but still lingers in the trees and come crashing down with the breeze, I searched on every limb and every branch for my sin but it was not there, it must have taken off in thin air. This part of me is searching for you, to tell you that our dreams have come true, there is no more donkey braying, the goats are not neighing and the bulls are sleeping in the pasture, the roosters have stopped crowing the ducks are not quacking, the cats are not mewing, the dogs have stopped barking and a miracle has landed in the barn yard. It is the first time that I have witnessed an outpouring of sentiments dripping from the heavens and soaking the earth’s crust and settling all the dust. I could feel the love pouring out of the square, the triangle, the hexagon, the pentagon, the oval, the circle, the rectangle and enriching the heart and somewhere near the diamond and the star we are holding each other’s hand. This part of me is searching for, you to show you the distance that I am coming from, you keep jumping around the blooming town looking for the mulberry tree that is lying on the ground. Everyone watches in awe as the entourage breeze through the town with a hundred cars behind it hound and somewhere around the bend, I had to jump over the fence, you were not there and you were nowhere in the air, I am glad that I find you here. This part of me is searching for you; come with me to the hills and let us still, you hear the screaming over there, the stadium is in filled and party will soon begin. After a couple of hours, the show will start and my team will be in control by the minute and the hour. The sole of your shoe is very strong and you have to use it to kick like a man, the net is high but you can raise it to the sky. You can use the tip, and the sides, your chest and your knees and the crowd will go wild when you put it inside. This part of me is searching for you lets go and do the show.

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Date: 8/20/2023 12:44:00 AM
Christine, I could feel the sadness in your searching for the one you’d never find unless in a reverie or a dream. Clearly and quite beautifully written in each verse. The loss of a son is too painful for me to imagine but when you envision him on the soccer field, he lives in your heart. I also appreciated your internal rhyming.
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