in living color
and from out of the darkness
I came exploding into the light.
for so many years, he'd only been
the flower that still bloomed in my heart,
a voice no longer heard,
a sight no longer seen.
I have no expectation
time is what it is and this is now
but that simple “same here”
is more than enough
more than enough to leave me
sitting alone in an empty room
with a smile on my face
and a song from yesterday in my heart.
©Ruth Langford, August 31, 2010
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