The Share


I remember bits and pieces of the past

Some are like broken pieces of glass

Others make me sigh then giggle like a child

I listen and read chards of other peoples’ past and present

I sometimes sit back and get lost in their experience

Sometimes to escape my current state

Other times to laugh and learn

Reality must never be fully ignored

It comes and goes in waves that crash against our timeline

But if there is someone out there that ease the weight and intensity

That in their presence regardless of what form

They can bring something of worth to your table

Then all the broken pieces won’t seem so sharp

And you will recall more good times than bad


......Lisa C

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