Poetry Sunday
There were laugh lines on your face
And shadows in your eyes
Oh, how it anchors my soul still
To know we share these skies
Silver tear tracks glimmer now
A river flowing down
But how my heart still lifts to know
We walk the same sure ground
Shadows stretch to cover me
I take a shaky breath
I still reach towar…
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