Yesterday my husband put the app *Shazam on my cell phone (*A method of identifying music simply by holding the phone Up to a speaker to catch the song’s lyrics) I left the room defeated and purposeless Something else for which my brain does not have to work There are days taken up in battle with forgetfulness Days that end in celebration of memory’s grace Now, what will I do To replace that struggle With a memory reticent Holding on to those Blessings only To let go In the upwelling of silence In rooms wallpapered with lyrics that sing The long fable of my youth Share this:ShareFacebookWhatsAppEmailRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ Post navigation Previous Previous post: THE FERRY TO THE DRY TORTUGASNext Next post: PEACE: WHAT IF…
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