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