By Charles Robert Lindholm
I wasn’t really hiding
from the truth
because it was there
for everyone
to see
everyone
but me
My eyes
saw it
and my mind
knew it too
but my heart
denied the truth
the forest
in plain view
Holding on hard
to a hope
that was hopeless
adrift
in an ocean of tears
burdened by memories
hidden and horded
my heart was hurting
each day
but it vowed
to never let go
then like magic
there came one day
the sweet smell of spring
a lovely fragrance
floating on the breeze
and a gentle voice
that whispered
hello
it was you
and my soul
knew
the sweet smile
from you
was an answer
to its prayer
when my heart unaware
let go of old memories
and reached out to you
a blessing in disguise
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