I
walk
into the
wide open field
with lush green grass.
I let my thoughts rush past.
I feel each soft stem brushing fingertips
and allow my frazzled brain to gradually slip
back through pages of faded long forgotten memories.
Back before hurt took hold of my heart.
When stories would not be torn apart.
I look back at golden memories,
a smile within my eyes,
for the happy tears
I once cried.
I smile.
Each
one
tells
of
love,
hope,
life.
Each
offers
advice.
A
story
to
sit
within
and
let
the
tale
unwind
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Kyle
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