She Remembers the Dance
It would last this time forever
Syllabic Poem| The Culminating 30
Her
Wheelchair
Set
In place
Silken hair
Each curl
Turned with care
Falling
In its place
Her eyes adrift
Lost in the sun’s rays
Faint memories
Fade in silent gaze
A precious lifetime spent
Kept close by her side
Quietly tucked away
From the view of passers by
Keepsake treasures held safe
In her purse‘s worn lining
She hears his voi…
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