Gloria Fern muses
A collection of thoughts poetic or other written in reflection of days I am blessed to live.
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
April Twelve
It came again, this day
for twenty one years now,
it has come, surprising me
with grief, your face looked
in the kitchen window,
danced with others
outside my door.
I should have been
prepared.
gkn April 12 2017
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