The week is strange
without the words the pictures
I see the old ones
hanging there in space
I look back to others
and see how strong
how unending this life
even one look
is all it takes
the leaves the branches
I return to the spot
it fills me up
so much so
Yes, a strange week, beautifully expressed in your writing. Thank you, Susan.
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