On Anniversaries & Grief

person wearing blue pants and black low top sneakers

I have no words

They fell from my mouth

Like leaves from the tree

Stars from the sky

Hopes from my dreams

You can’t put them back

They must be grown

Nurtured

Loved

Time must pass

The tree will bloom

Stars will shine

I will speak of hope once more

 

 

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Mid-October steals my words every year since we received the diagnosis of Tuberous Sclerosis Complex for our daughter on October 15, 2009.  It took me a bit, but my words are back and I hope to be writing more regularly again.  Welcome back to those who I have been neglecting or welcome in general.

 

 

 

 

 

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