Remember

by M.U.   Sep 11, 2018


I still wish and whisper, hope and plea
(with every shooting star I pretend to see)
that (though I know you're tired) you can remember
(or see for the first time) just how special you are.

The silent, whispering joys you gave;
or the tears shaped in pain, muffled in waves
that you held and cared for with hands like wings...
...I can still see so clearly (like suns) the light you bring

and I wish you knew how beautiful it was.

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