If given the sun and moon and stars,
If you could hold each one in the palm of your hand
And choose to snuff our each light...
If that's what you wanted,
What you did,
I wouldn't ask you why.
Instead, I'd watch you
Place one between my fingers,
I'd let you hold my hand in yours,
I would be silent
As life ebbed and flowed away
Between us,
And then I would say
I love you.
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Bent Roses
PoetryBent Roses is a poetry collection about familial devotion, love, and misery. It is about those nights when everyone gets home late and the first thing they say to each other is good morning. It is about believing in another person when you shouldn't...
