a bread crumb trail back to me
what did I see?
what caught my fancy?
the cerulean hue of the spring sky
a babe’s cheeks in the cool shade
the bright red cardinal from the corner of my eye
a boy lost in his imagination
people watching behind sunglasses
what stories will I tell?
what will be remembered?
my words, my witness, my testimony
© 2014-2020 – Donna Matthews
Author’s Notes: I adore this quote by Nicole Lyons, “I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off these pages and thinks, I would have loved her.” The words we leave behind, pieces of our soul, for our children, their children, and maybe even their children are so very precious…therefore, I implore you, keep writing and writing and writing 💙
The above poem is written in free verse which means poetry…
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