Everywhere I Did Not Want to Go

Were there ever days 
That fell like 
Crisp autumn leaves?
Was there ever music
So lovely that we wept 
While listening? And gave thanks
To God for ears?
Were there ever children
Laughing and playing
In my yard?

I will hold my heart
With both hands
Close my eyes
And dream
That there were days
When the lovely Robin’s song
Drifted thru an open window
As I lay sleeping
On clouds of white linen.

I will dream that
You are lying next to me
And the world is a safe place
Once again.
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I will grant my mind solace
From this constant flurry
This troubling worry
This blur of motion
That takes me nowhere…
And everywhere I did not want to go.
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