MARGIENARY

The shadow was crying in the front yard Ringing the bell forcing to come forward Her eyes are trying to look Heavenward But the lights were put out by the blizzard. Yet the sun will smile, when he comes tomorrow Hope, pierce this shadow with your sharpened arrow Storm, calm down! Or leave and let her be Be gentle with your chase, or you'll blow her away. Breathe, Oh day, life into this specter's lungs Hold out your hand, help this wraith to stand Stay away, Oh night, do not come with your shroud Or come with your full moon, keep watch of this phantom. . (Been talking to a friend recently and my mind was stumped and can't come up with any encouraging or profound advice to give to her. After the talk, this is the only thing I could come up with... a prayer. Btw, just in case i am misunderstood, you are not the shadow or the phantom,or the specter. rather, your love is. And you know what I mean. Again, thank you for the inspiration of your life....

an underlined phrase on a yellowing page of a book a word scribbled on a dry leaf pressed between the pages of an old journal a cluster of stars as you look up the midnight sky a scar on your left elbow, a scene in a movie a scent worn by a stranger who brushed past you at the mall the back of someone turning a bend stories in your heart, memories. a place that brings back happy times a picture that fetches lonely tears a thought that lights up your countenance a laugh that reminds you of a face a song that leads you back to the past a love that has left you, memories. finished, done, over, ended no going back, no redemption dead, wrecked, terminated, through cannot love, yet cannot unlove so live, thrive, in my memories past...