Looking back

By Sarah O’Brien

I come to you,

heart undone,

asking you,

should I move on,

Your fingertips,

Your glazing smile,

Not seeing me,

All the while,

You hold my hand,

Make me believe,

A wedding band

To bequeath

A lonely dock,

Some far away,

A memory,

And its part I play.

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